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1 | Ho! sound the tocsin! shout aloud, hurrah! | | | | | | | |
2 | Nay, touch it not, 'tis poison! | | | | | | | |
3 | Wand'ring in the paths of folly | | | | | | | |
4 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
5 | Unfurl the Temp'rance Banner | | | | | | | |
6 | Come, swell the ranks of temp'rance | | | | | | | |
7 | Stand up, stand up for temp'rance | | | | | | | |
8 | All hail the temperance morning | | | | | | | |
9 | We come, dear friends, to proffer | | | | | | | |
10 | The gospel blue, The badge that you | | | | | | | |
11 | How tenderly Jesus loves us | | | | | | | |
12 | Come friends and brethren, all unite | | | | | | | |
13 | Should auld acquaintance be forgot | | | | | | | |
14 | With banner and with badge we come | | | | | | | |
15 | I have drank the social glass, boys | | | | | | | |
16 | How can you drink again, my friend | | | | | | | |
17 | Something to do--has been ringing today | | | | | | | |
18 | Do I refuse? 'Tis but a glass of sparkling wine | | | | | | | |
19 | The heart of home is beaming | | | | | | | |
20 | Oh! patiently we've waited | | | | | | | |
21 | From brightest crystal fountain | | | | | | | |
22 | When my little weeping child | | | | | | | |
23 | Heavenly Father, give thy blessing | | | | | | | |
24 | Be thou O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
25 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
26 | We come, great God, to thee | | | | | | | |
27 | My country, 'tis for thee | | | | | | | |
28 | Out in the gloomy night sadly I roam | | | | | | | |
29 | Fill the ranks with soldiers and be ready for the fight | | | | | | | |
30 | Rally, let us rally and for temperance boldly stand | | | | | | | |
31 | The light of truth is breaking | | | | | | | |
32 | Say brother, will you join us? | | | | | | | |
33 | Look at your loved ones my brother | | | | | | | |
34 | See the Temperance Banner waving | | | | | | | |
35 | Pure thro' the veins the life tide flows | | | | | | | |
36 | Touch not the cup, it is death to thy soul | | | | | | | |
37 | The army of temperance is gathering its men | | | | | | | |
38 | We will rally in our might | | | | | | | |
39 | Friends of temperance, quick to arms | | | | | | | |
40 | Oh, how sweet 'tis to toil | | | | | | | |
41 | Let us gather in the children | | | | | | | |
42 | Almost persuaded, now to be free | | | | | | | |
43 | When the right over wrong shall prevail | | | | | | | |
44 | There is dawning a glorious day | | | | | | | |
45 | Rescue the man who to dram-shops will go | | | | | | | |
46 | Oh, have you heard the glorious news | | | | | | | |
47 | The temp'rance wave, oh, may it roll | | | | | | | |
48 | Who hath sorrow? who hath woe? | | | | | | | |
49 | Brother, hast thou wandered far | | | | | | | |
50 | Hark! the voice of choral song | | | | | | | |
51 | The wave is rolling far and wide | | | | | | | |
52 | Rally round the temp'rance banner | | | | | | | |
53 | Sowing the seed by the daylight fair | | | | | | | |
54 | Stand firm for temp'rance, nobly stand | | | | | | | |
55 | Only a sister pleading tonight | | | | | | | |
56 | We're marching to Canaan with banner and song | | | | | | | |
57 | Let the children come to me | | | | | | | |
58 | There were ninety and nine that safely lay | | | | | | | |
59 | I saw a wayworn trav'ler | | | | | | | |
60 | We will work for temp'rance movements | | | | | | | |
61 | Drop a glad thanksgiving from your lips to-night | | | | | | | |
62 | There's a hope that is richer by far | | | | | | | |
63 | Ho! my comrades, see the signal | | | | | | | |
64 | Loose the life boat--set it bounding | | | | | | | |
65 | Welcome, comrades, glad we greet you | | | | | | | |
66 | Hear the glorious anthem swelling | | | | | | | |
67 | We have gathered here to-night | | | | | | | |
68 | Sing we merrily, sing we merrily | | | | | | | |
69 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
70 | Hurrah! for sparkling water | | | | | | | |
71 | Mother, dear mother, if friends may draw near | | | | | | | |
72 | We'll drink no more the beaming wine | | | | | | | |
73 | Now to heav'n our prayers ascending | | | | | | | |
74 | Belshazzar is king, Belshazzar is lord | | | | | | | |