O turn from the wine glass away

1 Oh! turn from the wineglass away,
Nor look on the wine when it's red;
At last, like a serpent at play,
It stings, and the poison will spread.
The eyes it inflames with desire,
The heart with all manner of sin,
It setteth the bosom on fire,
Consuming the spirit within.

2 Oh! turn from the wineglass away,
Nor look on the wine when it's red;
Though urged by the wealthy and gay,
Remember the blood it has shed!
Touch not with the poison thy lips,
If thou wouldst be free from its pains;
For he is in danger who sips:
He only is safe who abstains.

Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #976