 The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by algae pug Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me clean But oh, I have a magic way to turn the gloom To cheerful day, I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Anita Sloma Martinez On June 15th, 2019 Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way to turn the gloom To cheerful day, I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Gachuk Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Chris Pyle Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Cornel Nemes In Reno, Nevada Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Newgate Novelist Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Garth Burton Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Greg Giardano Newport Richie, Florida Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The Gift to Sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Graham Scott Cheltenham, England Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain I pierce my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Sophia Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Nan Dodge Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by narrator Jay Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Phil Shempf Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Sarah Height Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Thomas Peter Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain The gift to sing by James Weldon Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Tavares Sometimes the mist overhangs my path And blackening clouds about me cling But oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to a cheerful day I softly sing And if the way grows darker still Shadowed by sorrow's somber wing With glad defiance in my throat I pierce the darkness with a note And sing and sing I brood not over the broken past Nor dread whatever time may bring No nights are dark, no days are long While in my heart there swells a song And I can sing End of poem This recording is in the public domain