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XLV. ODE.
[Behold! a noble band]
Behold! a noble band,
United heart and hand,
To keep from rum!
Who now stand pledg'd to save,
All men and women brave,
From the poor drunkard's grave,
All time to come.
United heart and hand,
To keep from rum!
Who now stand pledg'd to save,
All men and women brave,
From the poor drunkard's grave,
All time to come.
We raise our banners high,—
Old Alcohol defy—
We scorn his power!
Samaria's daughters, we,
And sons, are pledged to be,
In bonds of unity,
This sacred hour.
Old Alcohol defy—
We scorn his power!
Samaria's daughters, we,
And sons, are pledged to be,
In bonds of unity,
This sacred hour.
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And in the hour of prayer
We feel each other's care
In friendship bind.
And now and ever more
The wounded we'll restore,
And feed and clothe the poor
Of all mankind.
We feel each other's care
In friendship bind.
And now and ever more
The wounded we'll restore,
And feed and clothe the poor
Of all mankind.
In this, our humble sphere,
While thus we journey here,
We'll raise our voice,
And with a noble shout,
We'll find the drunkard out,
And turn him right about,
And then rejoice!
While thus we journey here,
We'll raise our voice,
And with a noble shout,
We'll find the drunkard out,
And turn him right about,
And then rejoice!
Our “Grand Master” on high,
Who reigns triumphantly,
And dwells above,
Bids us go on, and bind
The worst of human kind—
The poor, the halt, the blind—
With cords of love.
Who reigns triumphantly,
And dwells above,
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The worst of human kind—
The poor, the halt, the blind—
With cords of love.
Then, when our work is done,
When the last sand is run,
When we're no more;
Then may our sentence be—
“Thou hast done faithfully,
Enter eternity,
Thy God adore!”
When the last sand is run,
When we're no more;
Then may our sentence be—
“Thou hast done faithfully,
Enter eternity,
Thy God adore!”
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