Liquor Store

Thirsty souls are drinking, but their thirst it doesn’t wane, It overpowers their reason, and they must drink again;

The soul keeps on being thirsty, craving still for more,

So they drink, and drink, and drink, just as they did before.

This pleasant drink for which you crave, in time will bitter turn Your distraught mind and conscience in remorse to sear and burn; At first it gives some pleasure but the pleasure turns to pain,

It makes you soon a loser - it will never give you gain.

The tempter has deceived you - Death

is in the cup.

Don’t be another victim - It’s time to give it up;

Many in their youth when things were going well

Get caught within its fangs, and their misery who can tell!

Come! Taste the living water that Iesus has to give,

It’s offered freely to you; why don ’t you drink and live? A well that springs within you to everlasting life,

The thirst that long has plagued you is then forever rife. (rife means fully or abundantly supplied)

He told me of the pleasure when first he tried the drink, (Back then he never dreamed how law he was to sink)

It overcame his shyness and filled him with delight

But soon the pleasures vanished and sadness was his plight.

302