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I hold in my hand a little scrap of paper 2 1/2 x 3 1/2 inches in size. It is of no intrinsic worth, not a bond, not a check or receipt for valuables, yet it is my most priceless possession. It is my membership in a Masonic Lodge. It tells me that I have entered into a spiritual kinship with my fellow Masons to practice charity in word and deed; to forgive and forget the faults of my brethren; to hush the tongues of scandal and innuendo; to care for the crippled, the hungry, and the sick, and to be fair and just to all mankind. It tells me that no matter where I may travel in the world, I am welcome to visit a place where good fellowship prevails among brothers and friends. It tells me that my loved ones, my home, and my household are under the protection of every member of this great Fraternity, who have sworn to protect and defend mine, as I have sworn to protect and defend theirs. It tells me that should I ever be overtaken by adversity or misfortune through no fault of my own, the hands of every Mason on the face of the earth will be stretched forth to assist me in my necessities. And finally it tells me that when my final exit from the stage of life has been made, there will be gathered around my lifeless body friends and brothers who will recall to mind my virtues, though they be but few, and will forget my faults, though they may be many. It tells me that and a great deal more, this little card, and makes me proud, yet humble, that I can possess this passport into a society of friends and brothers that are numbered in the millions.
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IT PREACHES THE GOSPEL IT BRINGS UNTO US IT REVEALS UNTO US IT BREAKS OFF IT FITS OUR MINDS IT BRINGS INTO OUR HEARTS IT TEACHES US ALWAYS IT REVEALS UNTO US THE TRUTH IT PROCLAIMS UNTO US THIS MY BROTHERS IS THE SPIRIT OF FREE MASONRY, |
There comes a time in each mans life When he should look around, Might search out new knowledge Might travel some new ground. I too, did need direction To balance out my life, To give me some new interests Way from daily toil and strife. I had heard about Masonic Who helped children when in need, I also heard no one was barred Cause of color or of creed. I signed an application And some time would pass before, I was told I had passed the ballot And was admitted to the door. As I followed in the footsteps Where so many men have trod, I was asked in whom I put in trust I said it was in god As I knelt before the altar And the lights I first did see, I did not fully realize What that light would mean to me. Had repeated obligation Saw the open bible there, Was taught the meanings of the emblems The compass and the square. As I heard those early lectures I was soon to understand, That man's not judged by worldly wealth When he holds a brothers hand. When I memorized to prove myself I thought 'twould never end, What I did not know in masonry Would be most trusted friends. Have now given most the ritual And heard it o'er and o'er, Each time I hear the work well done I learn a little more. There is a valued teaching in that book When e'er each page I scan, 'Tis a guide for me to live by To be better man. I am strong on visitation I hope it never ends, It is here we aim for better work And we meet a host of friends. Yes I've been a mason many years And have passed three score and ten, I have found a challenge in the work And would like to do it all again. |
It is not ornamental, the cost is not great, There are things far more useful yet truly I state, That of all my possessions, there's none to compare With the white leather apron that all Masons wear. As a young lad I wondered just what it all meant When Dad hustled round and so much time was spent On shaving and dressing and looking just right Until Mother would say, "It's the Masons tonight." Then some nights she'd say "What makes you go Away up there tonight in the sleet and the snow You see the same things every month of the year." And Dad would reply, "Yes I know it my dear." For years I have seen the same things it is true, And tho' they are old, still they seem new, For the hands that I clasp, and the friends that I greet Seem a little bit closer each time we meet With good men and true, who had entered before. I kneeled at the altar, and there I was taught That virtue and honor can never be bought. That the spotless white lambskin, all Masons revere If worthily worn grows more precious each year. That service to others brings blessings untold That men may be poor, tho' surrounded by gold. I learned that true brotherhood flourishes there, That enmities fade 'neath the compasses and square, That wealth and position are all thrust aside, As there on the level men meet and abide. So, honor the lambskin and may it remain Forever unblemished and free from all stain, And when we are called to the great Father's love, May we all take our place, in the Grand Lodge above Author: Unknown (But surely o) |
Hearken
Brothers, while r tell you, What
we Masons pledge to do, When
prepared at yonder Altar, We
assume the Mason's Vows, Foot
and knee, breast hand and cheek, Listen
while we make them speak: Foot
to foot on mercy's errand, When
we hear a Brother's cry, Hungry,
thirsty, barefoot, naked, In
GOD'S mercy let us fly, This,
of all our thoughts the chief, how
to give him quick relief. chorus: On
yonder book that oath I took, And
break it will I never, But
swear by this, and this, and this, For
ever and for ever. Knee
to knee while humbly praying, None
but GOD to hear and heed, All
our woe's and sin confessing, Let
us for each other plead, By
the spirit of our call, Let
us pray for Brother's all: Repeat
Chorus: Breast
to breast in sacred casket, At life's center let us seal, All
the truths to us entrusted, Nor
one holy thing reveal, What
a Mason vows to shield, Let
him die, but never yield. Repeat
Chorus: Hand
to back, a Brother's falling, Look,
his burdens are too great, Stretch
the generous hand and hold him Up
before it is too late, This
right arm's a friendly prop, Just
made to hold a Brother up: Repeat
Chorus: Cheek
to cheek in silent whisper, When
the Tempter tries to win, Urge
a Brother's bounden duty, show
to him the approaching sin, Point
out to him the deadly snare, Save
him by a Brother's care: Repeat
Chorus: Of
times, Brother's, let us ponder, What
we Masons pledge to do, When
prepared at yonder Altar, We
assume the Mason's vow's, Foot
and knee, breast hand and cheek, Of
times warning, let them speak. Chorus: On
yonder book those oaths I took, And
break them will I never, But
stand by this, and this, and this, Forever
and forever. |
In
days of old, when men were bold, and
knighthood was in flower, To
watch and pray, to fight and slay, gave
Rank, and Fame, and Power. They
strove to kill the infidel, and
gather in the spoil, With
treasure trove, and lady’s love, reward
for all their toil. With
feathered Crest and lance at rest, with
shield and Armour bright, On
gallant steed, with headlong speed, they
dashed into the fight. In
these late days, in peaceful ways, the
Templar’s win their fame, aid
to the weak, kind words to speak, their
Knighted rank proclaim. The
maiden fair, their vows declare, must
shielded be from wrong, For
widows aid, each trusty blade, be
bright, and true, and strong. To
help to cheer the orphan dear, when
sorrow’s dark clouds lower, These
are the ways, in modern days, True
Knighthood is in flower. From: A Library of Freemasonry, Vol. V. |
Last
Night I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt Last
night I knelt where Hiram knelt |
I would rather
see a Mason The eye's a
better pupil and And the best of
all Masons I can soon learn
how to do it And the lectures
you deliver For I may
misunderstand you and |
The Lodge Room Over Simpkins Store
Dated
November 19, 1898 Written
by MW Lawrence N. Greenleaf, the Grand Lodge of Colorado The
plainest lodge room in the land was over Simpkins' Store, To
city eyes, a cheerless room, long usage had defaced, While
musing thus on outward form the meeting time drew near, To
hear the record of their acts was music to the ear, Like
scoffer who remained to pray, impressed by sight and sound, |
We
meet upon the level and we part upon the square |