Temperance Hymn Book and Minstrel: A Collection of Hymns, Songs and Odes, for Temperance Meetings and Festivals |
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... sorrow cease , Bow to the sceptre of his love , And take the offer'd peace . C C. M. YOME ye that know and fear the Lord , And lift your heart above , Let every heart and voice accord , To sing that God is love . 2 This precious truth ...
... sorrow cease , Bow to the sceptre of his love , And take the offer'd peace . C C. M. YOME ye that know and fear the Lord , And lift your heart above , Let every heart and voice accord , To sing that God is love . 2 This precious truth ...
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... sorrow and weep . ing , Which rise from the hovel where Misery reigns , To the howl of the winds a wild harmony keeping , Which chills the warm life - blood that speeds thro ' our veins ! 2 Sad , sad is the story those accents are ...
... sorrow and weep . ing , Which rise from the hovel where Misery reigns , To the howl of the winds a wild harmony keeping , Which chills the warm life - blood that speeds thro ' our veins ! 2 Sad , sad is the story those accents are ...
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... sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam , Intem'prance hath robb'd me of all that was dear , Of my home in the skies , and my happiness here , Home ! home ! sweet , sweet home ! An exile from God , I shall ne'er find a home . 2 I ...
... sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam , Intem'prance hath robb'd me of all that was dear , Of my home in the skies , and my happiness here , Home ! home ! sweet , sweet home ! An exile from God , I shall ne'er find a home . 2 I ...
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... sorrow ! son of sorrow , Whither bendest thou thy way , What hath hope for thee to - morrow ? What enjoyment has to - day ? 2 False excitement , maddening ever , Fills thy fever - heated brain ; This will save from sorrow never ...
... sorrow ! son of sorrow , Whither bendest thou thy way , What hath hope for thee to - morrow ? What enjoyment has to - day ? 2 False excitement , maddening ever , Fills thy fever - heated brain ; This will save from sorrow never ...
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... sorrow , endless blight ; There the dying drunkard goes , Draining draughts of bitterest woes , List , then , to the simple strain , Hear the word of hope — ABSTAIN ! 8s . & 7s . PRAYER OF THE REFORMED . 10 thou source of ils unnumbered ...
... sorrow , endless blight ; There the dying drunkard goes , Draining draughts of bitterest woes , List , then , to the simple strain , Hear the word of hope — ABSTAIN ! 8s . & 7s . PRAYER OF THE REFORMED . 10 thou source of ils unnumbered ...
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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...