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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

Write it on the workhouse gate

Write it on the workhouse gate

Author: Frances E. Willard
Tune: [Write it on the workhouse gate]
Published in 5 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 Write it on the workhouse gate,
Write it on the schoolboy’s slate;
Write it on the copy book,
That the young may often look,
“Where there’s drink, there is danger.”

2 Write it on the churchyard mound,
Where the rum slain dead are found;
Write it on the gallows high,
Write for all the passers by,
“Where there’s drink, there is danger.”

3 Write it in the nation’s laws,
Blotting out the license clause;
Write it on each ballot white,
So it can be read aright,
“Where there’s drink, there is danger.”

4 Write it on our ships that sail,
Borne along by storm and gale;
Write it large, in letters plain,
Over ev’ry land and main,
“Where there’s drink, there is danger.”

5 Write it over ev’ry gate,
On the church and halls of state,
In the heart of ev’ry band,
On the laws of every land,
“Where there’s drink, there is danger.”

Source: Uplifting Songs #112

Author: Frances E. Willard

Willard, Frances. (Churchville, New York, 1839--1898). It seems as if her forebears passed on a heritage of an iron will and unyielding courage reflecting the rugged rocky New Eng. Hills they loved. Frances Eliz. Was born into this family in Churchville, NY Sept. 28 1839. When she was five they moved to Ohio to enroll in a school that would accept both men and women, Oberlin. Her Father enrolled as a student. And her mother, after the children were no longer babies, enrolled in many courses. They bought several lots and built a house on what is now Willard Court. After several happy years here, for her father’s health they were advised to move to a farm. In 1846 they put their belongings in three prairie schooners, moved to Wisconsin a… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Write it on the workhouse gate
Author: Frances E. Willard
Refrain First Line: Where there's drink, there is danger



Instances (1 - 5 of 5)

Enduring Hymns #d267

Go Ye Therefore No. 3 #d92

Gospel Bells #d267

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Jewels for Juniors #65

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Uplifting Songs #112

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