Melodies for the Temperance Band

#	Text	Tune
d1	A cheering ray of hope has gleamed Around the hardy
d2	A dark lane in the city, contained a drunkard's cot
d3	A glorious day is breaking
d4	A glorious light has burst around us
d5	A life of temperance
d6	A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed
d7	A wail comes o'er the wave, And speaks of sighing
d8	Again thou leavest thy youthful home
d9	All nature swell the temperance strain
d10	Am I my brother's keeper, Yes, bound by the social ties
d11	As the full moon with silver flame
d12	Be present at our meeting, Lord
d13	Before all causes, east or west, I love the temperance cau
d14	Benighted on the troublous main
d15	Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d16	Cease poor drunkard, I implore you
d17	Cheerily, cheerily sound the joyful strain
d18	Chide mildly the erring
d19	Cold and cheerless, all alone
d20	Come all dear children, gather round
d21	Come, all ye true friends of the nation, Attend to humanity
d22	Come, come, come to the fount clear and sweet
d23	Come, join our youthful, happy band
d24	Come, join the splendid temperance ship
d25	Dear Father, drink no more, I pray
d26	Dear Savior, teach our hearts
d27	Death, death to the crested old serpent
d28	Drink of this cup, it bears a charm
d29	Drops of crystal water, O, the summer showers
d30	Drunkards once were given up
d31	Father, the storm is loud
d32	Fill no bumper fair, every drop you sprinkle
d33	Friends of freedom, swell the song
d34	From every fertile prairie
d35	From many a noble vessel
d36	From the bright crystal fountain
d37	From the mountain top and valley
d38	Give me a glass of water cold
d39	Go, feel what I have felt
d40	Go, go, thou that enslavest me
d41	God of the seas, thy [thine awful] thundering
d42	Good night, good night, to every one
d43	Great Author of creation
d44	Hail, temperance, fair celestial ray
d45	Hail to the glorious cause of truth
d46	Hand me the bowl, ye jovial band
d47	He comes not in the murky storm
d48	Heavenly Father, give thy blessing
d49	Help us to feel for drunken man
d50	How bright the page whose every thought
d51	How sweet is that home where the weary shall rest
d52	I heard a bitter sigh
d53	I heard a voice from heaven address the thoughtless thron
d54	I saw a little girl, with half uncovered form
d55	I'll tarry not in all the plain
d56	I'm gazing on the grave, mother,
d57	I'm very fond of a social glass
d58	In a quiet churchyard
d59	In life's fair dawn all bright and gay
d60	In life's gay morn when all is bright
d61	Intemperance, like a raging flood
d62	It requires not the learning of Greece or Rome
d63	I've struggled hard, yet all in vain
d64	Let temperance and her sons rejoice
d65	Let the still air rejoice
d66	Let thy devotees extol thee
d67	Lo Zion droops in vain in vain
d68	Long ago, long ago, in the old bay state
d69	May every year but draw more near
d70	Merrily the temperance horn
d71	Mid scenes of reflection on times which are past
d72	Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam
d73	Mother, dry that flowing tear
d74	Mother, Mother, I must leave thee, Far o'er ocean's billow
d75	No more the sparkling glass invites
d76	Not they are happiest who possess
d77	O come, come away, from labor now reposing
d78	O how happy are they who their conscience obey
d79	O lady fair, why art thou weeping
d80	O look not on the wine cup, friend
d81	O Pilot, 'tis a fearful night
d82	O pity me, lady, I'm hungry and cold
d83	O pity the drunkard, in sadness he pines
d84	O soft sleep the hills on their sunny repose
d85	O spare my child, in mercy spare
d86	O think on the sailor tossed on the billow
d87	O touch it not, for deep within
d88	O what a gloomy sight Is a distillery
d89	O'er Arabia's dreary sands, Isr'l passed to distant lands
d90	O'er Mexic's bounding billow, O'er Plymouth's icy strand
d91	One drinks because he's very hot
d92	Our fathers fought in days gone by
d93	Our good old ship is under way
d94	Praise, praise to him, O Lord on high
d95	Press on ye band who nobly brave
d96	Rouse ye friends of temperance
d97	Say not that woman's voice must stay its silvery note
d98	See, brothers, see, how the cause speeds on
d99	See, daylight is fading o'er earth [the earth] and o'er ocean
d100	Shall 'ere cold water be forgot