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WOES OF INTEMPERANCE. |
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5 Help us, O God, to weigh
Our deeds as in thy scales, Nor let gold dust the balance sway ;
For good o'er gold prevails At that dread bar, where all must look Upon the record, in Thy Book.
Pierpont.
23 L. M.
"ONLY THIS ONCE."
1 ONLY this once;"—•the wine-cup glowed
All sparkling with its ruby ray ; The bacchanalian welcome flowed, And folly made the revel gay.
2 Then he, so long, so deeply warned, The sway of conscience rashly spurned ; His promise of repentance scorned, And, coward-like, to vice returned.
3 *' Only this once;"—the tale is told; He wildly quaffed the poisonous tide ; With more than Esau's madness, sold The birthright of his soul, and died,
4. I do not say that breath forsook The clay, and left its pulses dead; But reason in her empire shook, And all the life of life was fled.
5 Again his eyes the landscape viewed; His limbs again their burden bore ; And years their wonted course renewed ; But hope and peace returned no more.
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