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 And father, don't the Bible say,

No drunkards shall with Jesus dewlldwell [sic]?

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.

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.