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28 WOES OP INTEMPERANCE.
3 Upon the verge of endless night,
Ye grop'd your darksome way, Without a beam of mercy's light, With hearts that dar'd not pray.
4 Arise, and with all creatures join,
God's glory to advance; For sun and moon, the earth and stars Are teaching temperance.
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1 SON of 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, Leaving death, remorse, and pain.
3 Son of sorrow ! son of sorrow !
Come with me, O, come to-day ; Wait not—wait not till to-morrow, Leave, O leave delusion's way.
4 Where are now the babes thou loved,
Where the wife thou held so dear ? What has thine affection proved ? Son of madness, shed a tear!
5 I would conceal the gloomy picture,
Thou thyself must draw a sigh; Son of madness, change, O change thee, Ere thy wife and children die!
6 Change thee ere thy doom is fixed,
Bringing everlasting gloom ! Flee, O flee the drunkard's madness, Flee from madness and the tomb. |
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