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5 | Hark! hark ye! O listen the sorrow and weeping | | | | | | | |
6 | Intemperance, like a raging flood | | | | | | | |
7 | "Hand me the bowl, ye jovial band" | | | | | | | |
8 | Stretch'd on a heap of straw--his bed | | | | | | | |
8b | Help us to feel for drunken man | | | | | | | |
9 | How long, O God, how long | | | | | | | |
10 | "Only this once;"--the wine-cup glowed | | | | | | | |
11 | When we think of chill starvation | | | | | | | |
11b | Go self-polluted loathsome wretch | | | | | | | |
12 | Thou liquid fire! like that which glowed | | | | | | | |
13 | Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam | | | | | | | |
14 | Mournful and sad upon my ear | | | | | | | |
15 | Stop, poor sinners, stop and think | | | | | | | |
15b | Ye captives once to sin and shame | | | | | | | |
16 | Son of sorrow! son of sorrow | | | | | | | |
17 | All ye who laugh and sport with death | | | | | | | |
17b | Through all the various passing scenes | | | | | | | |
18 | There was a time, there was a time | | | | | | | |
19 | There's a blessing on the wing | | | | | | | |
19b | O thou source of ills unnumbered | | | | | | | |
20 | Though sore beset with gulit and fear | | | | | | | |
21 | Hail temp'rance, fair celestial ray! | | | | | | | |
22 | The temp'rance trumpet blow | | | | | | | |
22b | I heard a voice from heav'n | | | | | | | |
23 | Sons and daughters of the pilgrims | | | | | | | |
23b | Lo! Zion droops--in vain--in vain | | | | | | | |
24 | Long and gloomy was the night | | | | | | | |
24b | There sprang a tree of deadly name | | | | | | | |
25 | 'Round the temp'rance standard rally | | | | | | | |
26 | Pledg'd in a noble cause | | | | | | | |
26b | Daughters of nations! awake from thy slumbers | | | | | | | |
27 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
27b | Blow the temp'rance trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
28 | The Pledge! The Pledge! The mighty rock | | | | | | | |
29 | The blessings of the bounteous God | | | | | | | |
29b | O 'tis a joyful sound to hear | | | | | | | |
30 | O'er Arabia's dreary sands | | | | | | | |
30b | Source of being, Holy Father | | | | | | | |
31 | This day, O God, thy blessed hand | | | | | | | |
32 | Rise and shine through every nation | | | | | | | |
33 | Onward! onward! band victorious | | | | | | | |
34 | Come, ye messengers of mercy | | | | | | | |
34b | O that the Lord would hear | | | | | | | |
35 | How bright the page whose every thought | | | | | | | |
36 | When God poured out perfection first | | | | | | | |
37 | A Beacon has been lighted | | | | | | | |
38 | Let temp'rance and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
38b | On this glad day, O God, we would | | | | | | | |
39 | Hosannas, Lord, to Thee we sing | | | | | | | |
39b | How long shall virtue languish? | | | | | | | |
40 | Friends of freedom! swell the song | | | | | | | |
41 | Praise to the Lord on high | | | | | | | |
42 | We praise thee, Lord--if but one soul | | | | | | | |
42b | Parent of the great creation | | | | | | | |
43 | Onward! Onward! all victorious | | | | | | | |
44 | Lord of heaven and earth assist us | | | | | | | |
44b | Sons and daughters of the pilgrims | | | | | | | |
45 | Temperance! tell the listening world | | | | | | | |
46 | That wine cup! touch it not! | | | | | | | |
47 | Can we forget the gloomy time | | | | | | | |
48 | Though wretchedness unending Awaits the drunkard's soul | | | | | | | |
48b | O, shun the bowl, when rich delight | | | | | | | |
49 | Intemp'rance rears its sinful towers | | | | | | | |
50 | Oh, shun the bowl!--the draught beware | | | | | | | |
51 | Dash the floor that bowl! | | | | | | | |
51b | Stay, mortal, stay! nor heedless thus | | | | | | | |
52 | Oh! turn from the wine-glass away | | | | | | | |
53 | Oh! touch it not for deep within | | | | | | | |
53b | Away from the revel, the night star is up | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, behold the drunkard dying | | | | | | | |
54b | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
55 | Children, who have rallied now | | | | | | | |
56 | Thy gracious aid, O God! impart | | | | | | | |
56b | The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl | | | | | | | |
57 | We've heard that round the wine-cup's brim | | | | | | | |
58 | United in a peaceful band | | | | | | | |
58b | He was a virtuous youth | | | | | | | |
59 | Be with me Lord throughout this day | | | | | | | |
60 | Another year has run its round | | | | | | | |
60b | Cheerily, cheerily sound the joyful strain | | | | | | | |
61 | Let him who may think | | | | | | | |
61b | Heavenly Father! give thy blessing | | | | | | | |
62 | With banner and with badge we come | | | | | | | |
63 | Land of Columbia! awake from thy slumbers | | | | | | | |
64 | Throughout Columbia's borders | | | | | | | |
65 | Temperance, mild blessing! goddess serene | | | | | | | |
65b | Friends of man and foes to madness | | | | | | | |
66 | Come, sons of Columbia, while proudly and high | | | | | | | |
67 | On temp'rance, on! speed on, blest power | | | | | | | |
68 | How dear to my heart are the days of my childhood | | | | | | | |
69 | I spring from the rock, from the mountain side | | | | | | | |
69b | Some sing the praise of rosy wine | | | | | | | |
70 | Farewell to the cup--we have tarried too long | | | | | | | |
71 | If one bright spot there is on earth | | | | | | | |
72 | I've thrown the bowl aside | | | | | | | |
73 | Oh! water for me--bright water for me! | | | | | | | |
74 | Belshazzar is King, Belshazzar is Lord | | | | | | | |
75 | And are ye sure the news is true | | | | | | | |
76 | Crystal Streamlet! gently flowing | | | | | | | |
77 | Be days of drinking wine forgot | | | | | | | |