Its blasted blossoms strew the ground:
Give glory to the arm divine.
5And still Jehovah's aid implore,
From isle to isle, from sea to sea,
From peopled earth's remotest shore,
To root that deadly Upas Tree.
797. 7s. & 6s. M. J. G. Adams.
Dedication of a Temperance Hall.
1'Mid homes and shrines forsaken
Of joy and peace divine,