While intemperance, as a cloud, <br />Hovers o'er our native land, <br />While its victims, in a crowd, <br />Round the burning altar stand, <br />Shall we not, as Christians, rise <br />To prevent the sacrifice? <br /> <br /> <br />While on every hand we see <br />Drunkenness the cause of wo, <br />While despair and misery <br />From its fatal fountain flow, <br />Shall we not attempt to save <br />Thousands from a drunkard's grave? <br /> <br /> <br />God of love, their aid impart, <br />Fill us, now, with holy zeal, <br />Soften every harden'd heart, <br />Let us for each other feel, <br />From each direful draught abstain, <br />That we may our brother gain.<br /><br />John Pierpont<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christian-s-duty-to-attempt-the-salvation-of-drunkards/
