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d1 | A beacon has been lighted | | | | | | | |
d2 | All ye who laugh and sport with death | | | | | | | |
d3 | And are ye sure the news is true | | | | | | | |
d4 | Another year has run its round | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away from the revel | | | | | | | |
d6 | Be days of drinking wine forgot | | | | | | | |
d7 | Be with me, Lord, throughout this day | | | | | | | |
d8 | Belshazzar is king, Belshazzar is lord | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blow the temperance trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d10 | By the grant of our Creator | | | | | | | |
d11 | Can anything be done for thee | | | | | | | |
d12 | Can we forget the gloomy time | | | | | | | |
d13 | Cheerily, cheerily sound the joyful strain | | | | | | | |
d14 | Children who have rallied now | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, behold the drunkard dying | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come friends and brethren [comrades], all unite | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come join in our temperance army | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come sons of Columbia, while proudly and high | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come to the temperance hall | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, ye messengers of mercy | | | | | | | |
d21 | Crystal streamlet, gently flowing | | | | | | | |
d22 | Dash down the cup, drink not the draught | | | | | | | |
d23 | Dash the floor that bowl | | | | | | | |
d24 | Daughter of nations awake from thy slumbers | | | | | | | |
d25 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d26 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d27 | Farewell to the cup | | | | | | | |
d28 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
d29 | Friends of man and foes to madness | | | | | | | |
d30 | Hail, day of joy, whose glad return | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hail, temperance, fair celestial ray | | | | | | | |
d32 | Hail, the new year jubilee | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hallelujah, we sing to the Savior of man | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hand me the bowl, ye jovial band | | | | | | | |
d35 | He was a virtuous youth | | | | | | | |
d36 | Heavenly Father, give thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d37 | Help us to feel for drunken man | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hosannas, Lord, to thee we sing | | | | | | | |
d39 | How bright the page whose every thought | | | | | | | |
d40 | How long, O God, how long | | | | | | | |
d41 | How long shall virtue languish | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hurrah, hurrah, we've burst the chain | | | | | | | |
d43 | I heard a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
d44 | I saw a youth in his father's hall | | | | | | | |
d45 | I spring from the rock, from the mountain side | | | | | | | |
d46 | If one bright spot there is on earth | | | | | | | |
d47 | Intemperance, like a raging flood | | | | | | | |
d48 | Intemperance rears its sinful towers | | | | | | | |
d49 | I've thrown the bowl aside | | | | | | | |
d50 | Land of Columbia, awake from thy slumbers | | | | | | | |
d51 | Let him who may think | | | | | | | |
d52 | Let temperance and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
d53 | List, shipmates, to a seaman's lay | | | | | | | |
d54 | Lo the temperance banner floating | | | | | | | |
d55 | Lo Zion droops in vain in vain | | | | | | | |
d56 | Long and gloomy was the night | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lord of heaven and earth, assist us | | | | | | | |
d58 | Luff up, boys, clew up, and furl every sail | | | | | | | |
d59 | Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam | | | | | | | |
d60 | Mournful and sad upon my ear | | | | | | | |
d61 | No more the sparkling glass invites | | | | | | | |
d62 | O, dear what can the matter be | | | | | | | |
d63 | O is there not now any fireman's song | | | | | | | |
d64 | O say, can you see on this bright dawning day | | | | | | | |
d65 | O, shun the bowl, the draught beware | | | | | | | |
d66 | O, shun the bowl, when rich delight | | | | | | | |
d67 | O soft sleep the hills on their sunny repose | | | | | | | |
d68 | O that the Lord would hear my cry | | | | | | | |
d69 | O thou Source of ills unnumbered | | | | | | | |
d70 | O 'tis a joyful sound to hear | | | | | | | |
d71 | O touch it not, for deep within | | | | | | | |
d72 | O turn the wine glass away | | | | | | | |
d73 | O water for me bright water for me | | | | | | | |
d74 | O what has made the grog men sigh | | | | | | | |
d75 | O wild is the path of the sons of the sea | | | | | | | |
d76 | O'er Arabia's dreary sands, Isr'l passed to distant lands | | | | | | | |
d77 | On this glad day, O God, we would | | | | | | | |
d78 | On this joyous day, while the cannon's loud voice | | | | | | | |
d79 | On to the conflict, freedon on | | | | | | | |
d80 | Only this once, the wine cup glowed | | | | | | | |
d81 | Onward, onward, all victorious | | | | | | | |
d82 | Onward, onward, band victorious | | | | | | | |
d83 | Our country's banners play | | | | | | | |
d84 | Our youthful hearts with [for] temperance burn | | | | | | | |
d85 | Parent of the great creation | | | | | | | |
d86 | Pledge for the chieftain immortal in story | | | | | | | |
d87 | Pledged in a noble cause | | | | | | | |
d88 | Praise to the Lord on high | | | | | | | |
d89 | Prepare for the battle attend to the sound | | | | | | | |
d90 | Raise your banner high in air | | | | | | | |
d91 | Rejoice, rejoice, the temperance cause advances | | | | | | | |
d92 | Rise and shine through [o'er] every nation | | | | | | | |
d93 | Round the temperance standard rally | | | | | | | |
d94 | Shall the bone and muscle | | | | | | | |
d95 | Some sing the praise of rosy wine | | | | | | | |
d96 | Son of sorrow, Son of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d97 | Sons and daughters of the pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d98 | Source of being, Holy Father | | | | | | | |
d99 | Sparkling and bright in its liquid light | | | | | | | |
d100 | Speed, speed the temperance ship | | | | | | | |