Hear the heavenly music ringing, . See the light, how it breaks, Come, O Savior! hasten on, 4 We soon shall bask in glory, Streams bright from Christ the fountain, See the light: Come, O Savior, hasten on, 176. P. M. MACKAY. 1 THERE's a good time coming, friends, We may not live to see the day, But thought's a weapon stronger; O, there's a good time, &c. 8 2 There's a good time coming, friends, Worth, not birth, shall rule mankind, O, there's a good time, &c. 3 There's a good time coming, friends, A good time coming; Hateful rivalries of creed, Shall not make their martyrs bleed, O, there's a good time, &c. 4 There's a good time coming, friends,. War in all men's eyes shall be In the good time coming: To prove which is the stronger; O, there's a good time, &c. XI. TEMPERANCE. 177. C. M. 1 CAN we forget the gloomy time, The time-the time the gloomy time- 2 All honor to the noble band, Who feared no creature's frown, The band-the band-the noble band- Nor shall the Pledge be e'er forgot, We'll touch not-taste not-handle not, The Pledge-the Pledge is not forgot We'll touch not-taste not-handle not, 1 OH! shun the bowl, when rich delight 2 For 'neath the nectared pleasure's tide, 4 Then, mortal, when the joys of earth 179. P. M. F. W. ADLINGTON. 1 THERE came for the pledge a poor victim of folly ; His face bore the marks of contention and strife; With his children he came, his poor Oscar and Rolle, And her the poor sufferer, his soul-stricken wife: He felt like a stranger, ashamed and amazed, 2 Intemp'rance had set its foul seal on his features, And heart-grinding poverty claimed him her own; You scarce could believe he was one of God's creatures, He looked so unmanly, so wretched and lone : He asked for the pledge with a tone of petition, And surveyed it all o'er with a look of contrition, Till meekly he came to the prudent decision, "Twere safest to sign it and 'scape from his foe. 3 He stretched forth his hand that with palsy was shaking, And scarce could his fingers support the light pen; He sobbed as he wrote, for his stout heart was breaking; He signed and again he is numbered with men : adore him, [him, Convinced that the pledge would to virtue restore And give her wn husband again to her heart. 4 There comes to the church a fair daughter of Erin, While two lovely children her footsteps attend ; Tis she, the once wretched, but now happy Mirein, Who leans on the arm of her husband and friend: There's a tear on her cheek from the fountain of pleasure, A smile on her lip as she looks on her treasure; While gratitude springs in her heart without measure, For blessings that blot out the memory of pain. |