Temperance Hymn Book and Minstrel: A Collection of Hymns, Songs and Odes, for Temperance Meetings and Festivals |
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... BRAVE ? W The mighty men of Bunker - hill ? WHO are the brave , if they were not- Our sires ! -who'd shrink , if they did not , Their country's glory to fulfil ? Who are the free , if we are not , Their sons ! -O God ! of all thy earth ...
... BRAVE ? W The mighty men of Bunker - hill ? WHO are the brave , if they were not- Our sires ! -who'd shrink , if they did not , Their country's glory to fulfil ? Who are the free , if we are not , Their sons ! -O God ! of all thy earth ...
Page 91
... brave- Your holy birthright save ! Roll back that hellish wave Which sweeps the land ! SONG . LIFT NOT THE WINE - CUP . Look not thou upon the wine when it is red.- -PROVERBS . Oin the lands of the south where the vine gaily grows ...
... brave- Your holy birthright save ! Roll back that hellish wave Which sweeps the land ! SONG . LIFT NOT THE WINE - CUP . Look not thou upon the wine when it is red.- -PROVERBS . Oin the lands of the south where the vine gaily grows ...
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... brave , And changed his proud heart to the heart of a slave ; And e'en the fair fame of the good and the just , With the grey hairs of age , they have trod to the dust . Then lift not the wine - cup , though pleasure may swim Like an ...
... brave , And changed his proud heart to the heart of a slave ; And e'en the fair fame of the good and the just , With the grey hairs of age , they have trod to the dust . Then lift not the wine - cup , though pleasure may swim Like an ...
Page 94
... ; " our cause it is just ; " Soon the white flag of temperance " in triumph shall wave , O'er the land of the free , and the home of the brave . " G. W. M. 22 NATIONAL ODE . Written on a couch of sickness 94 ODES AND SONGS .
... ; " our cause it is just ; " Soon the white flag of temperance " in triumph shall wave , O'er the land of the free , and the home of the brave . " G. W. M. 22 NATIONAL ODE . Written on a couch of sickness 94 ODES AND SONGS .
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... brave , Yet he fills a drunkard's grave . I saw by the midnight taper's gleam , A tireless student , pensive , pore O'er hist'ry's page , or some noble theme , That poets have sung in classic lore . Yet the green willow doth o'er him ...
... brave , Yet he fills a drunkard's grave . I saw by the midnight taper's gleam , A tireless student , pensive , pore O'er hist'ry's page , or some noble theme , That poets have sung in classic lore . Yet the green willow doth o'er him ...
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awake from thy band banners Belshazzar bless blest bosom brave brim bubbling spring cast the bowl cheering cold water army dark days of drinking death despair divine doom draught drunkard's grave earth ev'ry eyes fair Father fill'd flee flow foolish pleasure fountain friends gloomy glorious goblet grace Hail hand Hark hast hear heart heaven holy Hymn intemp'rance Jesus JOHN MARSH Jubilee Land of Columbia life's blood light live Lord mercy mighty hand nae luck ne'er never nigh night numbers o'er old oaken bucket onward peace Pledge praise pure Roger Williams shine shun sing sinners SONG sons SONS OF FREEDOM sorrow soul sparkling speed the Temperance spirit spring strain stream sway sweet swell syne tears temp'rance trumpet blow Temperance crew Temperance Ship thine thou thousands tide touch truth victorious voice watchmen weeping wine wine-cup youth Zion
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Page 13 - Blow ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Page 80 - That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure; For often at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it with hands that were glowing! And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness it rose from the well; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well.
Page 9 - God is love." 2 This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove; Jesus, the Gift of gifts appears, To show that
Page 85 - Oh ! water, bright water for me, for me ! Give wine, give wine to the debauchee ! Fill to the brim ! fill, fill to the brim, Let the flowing crystal kiss the rim ! • For my hand is steady, my eye is true, For I, like the flowers, drink nought but dew.
Page 66 - Zion, awake from thy sadness ; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more : Bright o'er thy hills dawns the daystar of gladness ; Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that subdued...
Page 13 - Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Page 7 - Come, Holy Comforter ! Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour: Thou, Who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 4 To the great One in Three The highest praises be, Hence, evermore ! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore.
Page 15 - Glory to the new-born KINO. Amen Christmas. Hymn 48. (SECOND TuNE). X "Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." HARK I the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born KING, Peace on earth, and mercy mild, GOD and sinners reconciled.
Page 7 - Lord, hear our call ! 3 Come, thou incarnate Word Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend ! Come, and thy people bless, . And give thy word success ; Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour ! Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart...
Page 80 - THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the...