The Lamb Skin

That the spotless white Lambskin all Masons revere,

If worthily worn grows more precious each year,

That service to others brings blessings untold,

That man may be poor tho surrounded by gold.

Honor the Lambskin, may it always 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 that Lodge up above.