1867
Fanny J. Crosby
William B. Bradbury
Temperance Chimes
52
3/4
Bb
3
1
Oh, say did you see on the brow of the night, That star like a watch-fire so tranquilly burning; 'Tis the day-beam of hope and the promise of light, And joy to the hearts of the wretched returning. Chorus: Then away to the fields with our standard and shield, Our course is progressing the tyrant must yield; And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave, O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. 2 Though strong is our foe let us work with our might, The arrows of death from his quiver descending; We'll haste to the ground, while we boldly unite, Our cause with the vigor of heroes defending; Our colors unfold for we still do behold The day-beam of hope in its beauty untold, And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. 3 The time is not far when the tear of despair Shall be changed to a smile like the sunshine of gladness, When the drunkard reclaimed to his children shall beat The soul cheering news that will banish their sadness; Be stron, O, be strong, we shall conquer o'er long, Cold water, bright water, our motto and song; And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.