O, Thou from whom all gifts proceed,
A blessing now dispense;
And give us, Lord, with power to plead,
The cause of temperance.
With wisdom, charity, and zeal,
May we its blessings trace;
That all to whom we shall appeal
Those blessings may embrace.
That self-denial we may show,
Which men of old enjoin'd,
And every vain desire forego,
To benefit mankind.
Of what offends a brother's eye,
Or gives another pain,
May we in love ourselves deny,
And from its use abstain.