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3 Go, view that prison's gloomy cells,
Their palid tenants scan;
And ask how they began.
Reflect upon thy fate ;
Spurn, spurn it, ere too late.
For who have such trouble as they,
That oft to the bottle are led ?
As they who to drinking incline ?
From tarrying long at the wine !
Nor look on the wine when it's red;
It stings, and the poison will spread.
The heart with all manner of sin,
Consuming the spirit within.
Nor look on the wine when it's red:
Remember the blood it hath shed !
If thou would'st be free from its pains;
To seize your precious soul.
Will prove your deadly foe,
Have sealed your endless wo.
The hand that lifts it, stay,
And cast the bowl away. 85
AWAY FROM THE REVEL
Away, come away, there is strife in the cup! There is shouting of song, there is wine in the bowl;
But listen and drink, they will madden thy soul. 2 The foam of the goblet is sparkling and bright,
Rising like gems in the torches red light;
Will change its mild beam for the maniac's glare ! 3 The pearl-studded chalice, displaying in pride,
May challenge thy lip to the purple draught's tide ;
Are dearer, and calmer, more blessed than these. 4 Oh! come, it is twilight; the night star is up:
Its ray is more bright than the silver-brimm'd cup;
THE DRUNKARD'S DIRGE.
Lord Jesus save!
Deep in the grave.
Breaks on the gloom ;
Souls press for room.
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AUGHTER of Zion! awake from thy sadness, Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness;
Arise for the night of thy sorrow is o'er." 2 No more shall the bowl-of friendship the token,
The bliss of a moment, be fill'd to ensnare; Though rich be its glow, yet the charm has been bro .
ken, That led on its victims to want and despair. 3 Hence all ye sorrows—the cup that distillid themPure friendship has banish'd and dash'd from the
4 Friends of redemption, the prospect is cheering,
All aid to our progress kind heaven will bless ; Then let us arise, for the cause is endearing
The joys of our triumph no tongue can express
FOR JUVENILE CELEBRATIONS.
YHILDREN, who have rallied now
Who will take the temp'rance vow,
And be a volunteer ?
Sounding loud, and sounding nigh,
Who'll be a volunteer ?
Hark! his clanging trumpet blast!
And march a volunteer ?
God will be our sun and, shield;
If all will volunteer.
Our resolution to fulfil ;
And ach it how to do thy will.
Repress each worldly, selfish thought:
As our blest Lord and Saviour taught.
To lead us safe through paths of truth ;
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Is not the drink for me,
How sad a sight is he.
Distilling in the showers of heaven,
0, that's the drink for me
Is not the stream for me;
For ever dry he'll be.
The thirsty traveller lingers near,