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And father, don't the Bible say,
No drunkards shall with Jesus dewll?
That God will send them far away,
To sigh and weep in deepest hell?
I love you, father, that you know—
O do not spoil your darling son;—-
But should I drink and sink to woe,
I'll say my father urged me on.
Father. Enough, my son, I've no desire
To urge you on to woe and pain;
Ill throw my toddy in the fire,
And never taste myself again.
My child has rescued me from shame,
And filled his father's heart with joy;
Sure I had gained a drunkard's grave
But for this precious darling boy.
Another drop I will not covet;
(James, break that filthy demi-john;
For when a man begins to love it,
He is already half undone.
