| John Marsh - 1841 - 120 pàgines
...them wave, Onward march a world to save ; Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy ? 3 Shrink not when the foe appears ; Spurn the coward's...guilty fears ; Hear the shrieks, behold the tears Qf ruin'd families ! 4 Raise the cry in every spot — " Touch not — Taste not — Handle not," Who... | |
| Aaron Burt Grosh - 1842 - 168 pàgines
...them wave, Onward march, a world to save, Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy ? 3 Shrink not when the foe appears ; Spurn the coward's guilty fears, Hear the shrieks, behold the tears 4 Raise the cry in every spot, " Touch not, taste not, handle not," Who would be a drunken sot, The... | |
| Free Will Baptists (1780?-1911), Baptists Free Baptists, Free Baptists - 1851 - 256 pàgines
...strong, And on to victory: Lift your banners, let them wave, Onward march a world to save, Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy ? 2 Shrink...guilty fears, Hear the shrieks, behold the tears. Who would be a drunken sot, The worst of miseries ! 3 Give the aching bosom rest, Carry joy to every... | |
| American Sunday-School Union - 1860 - 374 pàgines
...And on to victory! Lift your banners, let them wave, Onward march, a world to save : Who would fill a drunkard's grave And bear his infamy ? 2. Shrink...guilty fears : Hear the shrieks, behold the tears, Raise the cry in every spot, "Touch not, taste not, handle not.'" Who would be a drunken sot, The worst... | |
| John Winebrenner - 1862 - 532 pàgines
...in - fa - my? Lift your ban-ners, let them wave, On-ward march a world to вате ; Who would fill 2. Shrink not when the foe appears ; Spurn the coward's...every spot — " Touch not — taste not — handle notl" Who would be a drunken eot? The worst of miseries ! 8. Give the aching bosom rest ; Carry joy... | |
| 1872 - 236 pàgines
...on to victory ! Lift your banners, let them wave — Onward march, a world to save : Who would fill a drunkard's grave. And bear his infamy ? 2 Shrink...Who would be a drunken sot, The worst of miseries ? 3 Give the aching bosom rest; Carry joy to every breast : Make the wretched drunkard blest By living... | |
| Thomas Bowick - 1883 - 242 pàgines
...let them wave, Onward march a world to save, Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy ? Shrink not when the foe appears, Spurn the coward's...the shrieks, behold the tears Of ruined families. Rpise the cry in every spot, "Touch not, taste not, handle not : " Who would be a drunken sot, The... | |
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