'Tis Thine alone, Almighty Name!

Verse 1

’Tis Thine alone, almighty name, To raise the dead to life, The lost inebriate to reclaim From passion’s fearful strife.

Verse 2

What ruin hath intemperance wrought How widely roll its waves! How many myriads hath it brought To fill dishonored graves!

Verse 3

And see, O Lord, what numbers still Are maddened by the bowl, Led captive at the tyrant’s will In bondage, heart and soul.

Verse 4

Stretch forth Thy hand, O God, our king And break the galling chain; Deliverance to the captive bring, And end the usurper’s reign.

Verse 5

The cause of temperance is Thine own; Our plans and efforts bless; We trust, O Lord, in Thee alone To crown them with success.