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70 JUVENILE TEMPERANCE HYMNS.
Like them, wTe choose the generous draught,
God's cool, sweet springs supply; And at the last, those streams, of which Who drink, shall never die!
W. B. Tappan.
93 8s. & 6s.
1 UNITED in a peaceful band
To drive intemperance from our land, We're joined in heart, and join'd in hand—
The cold water army.
2 We'll raise our happy voices high In loudest accents to the sky ;
While heaven and earth shall then reply—
The cold water army.
3 We'll make the woods and valleys ring With loudest echoes while we sing, While all around re-echoes bring,
The cold water army.
4 O Lord, let now a copious shower, Of grace descending on us pour, Nor let one blightning prospect lower
The cold water army.
5 O may we meet around thy throne,
To praise Thee there, in strains unknown, And flowers of love and peace be strewn,
The cold water army.
93 S. M.
EPITAPH ON A JUVENILE MEMBER*
1 HE was a virtuous youth,
Oh yes !—and lov'd his God: Along the sober path of truth - His little feet they trod. |
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