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d101 | Shout, shout, your voices rise | | | | | | | |
d102 | Shun, O shun the drunkard's doom | | | | | | | |
d103 | Sinews robber, worth depriver | | | | | | | |
d104 | Slave of the cup, beware | | | | | | | |
d105 | Sparkling and bright in its liquid light Is the water in our glasses | | | | | | | |
d106 | Sparkling with light is the water bright | | | | | | | |
d107 | Star of the east, the tempest tost [tossed] | | | | | | | |
d108 | Star of the temperance morning, hail | | | | | | | |
d109 | Stay, father, stay, the night is wild | | | | | | | |
d110 | Stay, mortal, stay, nor heedless thus | | | | | | | |
d111 | Stay, stay thy hand, lift not the cup | | | | | | | |
d112 | Stretched on a heap of straw, his bed | | | | | | | |
d113 | Temperance, tell the listening world | | | | | | | |
d114 | Temperate in dress, I will not wear apparel rich and gay | | | | | | | |
d115 | The cross is my anchor | | | | | | | |
d116 | The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl | | | | | | | |
d117 | The drunkard's grave, the drunkard's grave | | | | | | | |
d118 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d119 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide | | | | | | | |
d120 | The morning is breaking, the nations are waking | | | | | | | |
d121 | The murderous cup no more I'll take | | | | | | | |
d122 | The night was dark and fearful | | | | | | | |
d123 | The plague, the plague, bring out your dead | | | | | | | |
d124 | The sailor on the boundless sea | | | | | | | |
d125 | The storm is on the deep | | | | | | | |
d126 | The teetotallers are coming | | | | | | | |
d127 | The temperance ball's in motion | | | | | | | |
d128 | The temperance band is coming to rescue cheer and save | | | | | | | |
d129 | The temperance cause is going on going on | | | | | | | |
d130 | The temperance pledge for life we take | | | | | | | |
d131 | The temperance pledge 'tis glorious light | | | | | | | |
d132 | The truths of the Bible shall spread o'er the earth | | | | | | | |
d133 | There is a friend, a gentle friend | | | | | | | |
d134 | There is a good time coming | | | | | | | |
d135 | There is a happy time, not far away, When temperance truth hall shine | | | | | | | |
d136 | There sprang a tree of deadly name | | | | | | | |
d137 | There's danger in the sparkling cup, to youth and aged sire | | | | | | | |
d138 | There's joy in a thousand hearts | | | | | | | |
d139 | Thou art, O God, the Giver great, Of all | | | | | | | |
d140 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
d141 | Though sore beset with gulit and fear | | | | | | | |
d142 | Through every hamlet of our land | | | | | | | |
d143 | Times won't be good, 'tis plain to see | | | | | | | |
d144 | 'Tis better to be temperate | | | | | | | |
d145 | 'Tis but a drop | | | | | | | |
d146 | 'Tis good, dear friends, to sign the pledge | | | | | | | |
d147 | Together let us often meet | | | | | | | |
d148 | Together now we'll sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d149 | Tossed on the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d150 | Touch not the cup, it is death to thy [the] soul | | | | | | | |
d151 | United in a peaceful band to drive intemperance from our land | | | | | | | |
d152 | Voyager on life's stormy ocean | | | | | | | |
d153 | Water, bright water, give to me, I'll gaze on wine no more | | | | | | | |
d154 | Water from its fountain gushing | | | | | | | |
d155 | Water, sparkling water | | | | | | | |
d156 | We cold water girls and boys | | | | | | | |
d157 | We praise thee, Father, Thou who didst, in thy creative | | | | | | | |
d158 | We praise thee, Lord, if but one soul | | | | | | | |
d159 | We were crowded in the cabin | | | | | | | |
d160 | We won't give up teetotal | | | | | | | |
d161 | We'll strive to save the drunkard | | | | | | | |
d162 | We've fought the battle very long | | | | | | | |
d163 | When bright rosy morning peeps over the hills | | | | | | | |
d164 | When from the scenes of earth I turn | | | | | | | |
d165 | When marshalled on the raging main | | | | | | | |
d166 | When temperance in our midst doth come | | | | | | | |
d167 | When youth and health their roses bring | | | | | | | |
d168 | Where are the friends that to me were so dear | | | | | | | |
d169 | Why tarry, why tarry, my Lord | | | | | | | |
d170 | Will you come to the spring that is sparkling | | | | | | | |
d171 | With banner and with badge we come | | | | | | | |
d172 | Ye friends of temperance and self-denying | | | | | | | |
d173 | Young man, afar from home, sweet home | | | | | | | |
d174 | Young man, shun that cup | | | | | | | |