Look Not On the Wine

Verse 1

Look not upon the wine That sparkles in its flow, For death is slumb'ring there, Beneath its ruddy glow. No happiness it bringeth, At last it only stingeth; It biteth, and it wringeth The heart with bitter woe.

Chorus

Look not upon the wine, O shun the glowing cup! A demon's arms entwine The souls of those who sup.

Verse 2

Behold the giant fiend Who laughs in mockery; He binds the strongest heart, And boasts of victory. No human hand can sever His bands that loosen never Until the soul forever Rests in eternity.

Verse 3

Go thou, unveil his form, And bid the erring flee; O lift the demon's mask, And let the tempted see. Implore them to awaken Ere happiness be taken, While fetters may be shaken, While yet they may go free.

Verse 4

Lift up the tempted soul Now fallen in despair, Direct his thoughts above, To God, who heareth prayer. His arm in mighty power Can bid the demon cower, And in temptation's hour Will an escape prepare.