Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1867-06-07
From the Bellows Falls Times.
Song.--There is Water Enough.

Come where the bright waters in soft murmur
roll,
Drink health to your body and peace to you
soul.
Take the cup of Thanksgiving and praise ye thu
hand
Which hath scattered this blessing broadcast o'el
the land.
Come and welcome, ye thirsty, the fountain is
free,
Nor money, nor price, need hinderance be.
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
Ye need not go thirsty, there's water enough.
1t springs from the foot of a rock by the way,
And laughs in the sunshine that kisses its spray
Now it bubbles and sparkles in yon messy dell,
Now it drips from the bucket that hangs in the
WELL"
1t descends from the clouds in the soft summer
rain,
And winds through the meadow its silvery chain
There is water enough, yes water enough,
Ye need not drink poison, there's water enough.
Why weepeth that wife by her comfortless hearth
While the wide world is teeming with beauty and
mirth?
o, where is her staff, where the strong manly
arm,
Which vowed at the altar to shield her from
harm?
Alas, so degraded, so low he's become,
Despising his birthright he sold it for rum!
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
He need not have sold it, there's water enough.
Why wander those children through cold, storm
and seet,
Their garments in tatters, no shoes to their feet
Nor shelter, nor food on their coming await,
o, what can have wrought them this pitiful fate
Homes tender endearments, where, where have
they fed:
Down the merciless throat of the drunkard they
sped.
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
He need not have drunk these, there's water
enough.
How wretched the drunkard, how lost, o, how
lost,
Lite's blessings all squandered, how fearful the
cost,
The joys of the hearthside, the gifts OF the mind
Health, wisdom and honor and all that's refined.
Each bright hope of Heaven that buoys up the
SOUL
Destroyed by the demon that turks in the bowl.
There is water enough, yes, water enough
None need to be drunkards, there's water
enough.
Ifso low sinks the drunkard, how low must he
sink
Who giyeth his brother Destruction for drink
o, what in defence of the wretch can be said,
Who takes from the mouths Of poor children
their bread;
Will the rocks aud the mountains a covert be
found,
When the blood of these lnnocents cries from the
ground?
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
No excuse can he render, there's water enough
How long shall the bread of POOR children be sold
To heap up the dramselIer's Golfers with gold
How long must Affection in sackcOth and pain
Weep over the victims by Alcohol slain
Why will men be foolish and quaff from the bowl,
That is death TO the body, despair to the soul?
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
These things need not be so, there's water
enough.
Ho, come all ye people, both aged and youth,
Quaff the health. giving fountain, the emblem OF
truth;
Take the cup ofThanksgiving and p raise ye the
Hand,
Which hath scattered this blessing broadcast
DER the land
Come and welcome, ye thirsty, the fountain is
free,
Nor money, nor price need a hInderance be.
There is water enough, yes, water enough,
Ye eneed not drink poison, there's water enough