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The New Brunswick Temperance Songster

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d1Ah I am fast sinking in woe
d2Almighty Father, while we own
d3Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise
d4Behold the glorious banner's spread
d5Behold, the trophies of our cause
d6Child of my hope and fears
d7Come Christian friends before we part
d8Deep are the wounds strong drink has made
d9Farewell, my drunken brethren now
d10Forward let us daily go
d11Friends of temperance, onward go
d12Glory to God, whose sovereign grace
d13God gave the gift to man
d14God of love, whose boundless mercy
d15Hark, what cry arrests my ear
d16Heavenly Father, give thy blessing
d17How foolish he who counts it good
d18How long shall virtue languish
d19I heard a voice from heaven address the thoughtless thron
d20Let temperance and her sons rejoice
d21Let us join to praise the Lord
d22Lift up your hearts and voices too
d23Long and gloomy was the night
d24Lovers of pleasure more than God
d25O hasten, drunkard, to be wise
d26O thou from whom all gifts proceed
d27O thou Source of ills unnumbered
d28Oft have we passed the guilty night
d29Only this once, the wine cup glowed
d30Onward's the animating sound
d31Pledged in a noble cause
d32Raise your triumphant songs
d33Rise and shine through [o'er] every nation
d34Self punished here the drunkard is
d35Shall we whose souls are lighted
d36Stay, mortal, stay, nor heedless thus
d37Stop, drunkard, stop
d38The drunkard's home shall soon be sweet
d39Thou heavenly boon that forms the spring
d40Thousands now, intemperance dreading
d41Watched by the world's malignant eye
d42We praise thee, if one rescued soul
d43Who hath sorrows, who hath woes, Who hath babblings?
d44Ye lovers of mankind
d45Ye sons of temperance join
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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