Topic | Sub-Topic | Hymn | First Line |
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Temperance | | #1 | Licensed to make the strong man weak |
Temperance | | #2 | We have buried our own little darling |
Temperance | | #3 | Happy, happy children |
Temperance | | #4 | If you'll listen, I'll tell you an incident true |
Temperance | | #5 | Fall and winter, spring and summer |
Temperance | | #6 | A little farm well tilled |
Temperance | | #7 | I'll never vote for revenue |
Temperance | | #8 | I am resting in thee, thou redeemer of men |
Temperance | | #9 | I need thy pardon, Lord |
Temperance | | #10 | To his home, his once white, once lov'd cottage |
Temperance | | #11 | Ring out! Ring out a mighty alarm |
Temperance | | #12 | He that biddeth him God speed |
Temperance | | #13 | Soft fell the mother's lullaby |
Temperance | | #14 | Those temp'rance men do all they can |
Temperance | | #15 | We are coming, license advocates |
Temperance | | #16 | Is it none of your business, my brother |
Temperance | | #17 | Can you vote for license, brother |
Temperance | | #18 | Can a boy forget his mother's pray'r |
Temperance | | #19 | Oh, the "practical" temperance man |
Temperance | | #20 | There's a resting place I know |