Temperance Hymn

1 O God, we come in faith to thee,
Thy blessing humbly now implore;
Oh, set the rum-bound captive free,
Bid them arise and sin no more.

2 The chains are strong which bind him down,
In helpless, joyless slavery;
And bright was manhood’s glorious crown,
Now lost in passion’s raging sea.

3 And while he passes ruin’s way,
All heaven is moved with pitying love,
To see the drunkard cast away
His bright inheritance above.

4 O Lord, the arm of flesh is weak;
Grant us the aid of power divine,
To save the erring ones we see,
And endless praises shall be thine.


Source: Good Will: A collection of New Music for Sabbath Schools and Gospel Meetings (Enlarged) #126b