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Baron Steuben Lodge #264 

My Initiation


I heard three knocks at the Temple door

And then it was opened wide.

I felt the grip of a Masons hand

As I slowly passed inside.


I was lowered on bended knees

As a prayer was said for me.

And then I was helped to pass around

For the Brethren all to see.


All to me was like black of night

As my leader took me round.

And my racing heart I heard more clear

Than the organs solemn sound.


My faltering footstep here and there

Were halted on my way.

As several questions were put to me

As I struggled not to sway.


Then moving on I took three steps

And again I had to kneel.

Whilst my left hand pressed a compass point

For my naked breast to feel.


With my right resting on The Law

I took my obligation

And I swore I'd be a Mason true

At my initiation.


Some words were said which I could not hear

Though wishing that I could see.

Then after a knock that echoed wide

My sight was restored to me.


I shall not tell more of what I saw

Or much of what was spoken.

But I saw the sign and heard the word

And felt the Masons token.


I'll tell you this that I heard a charge

Which later I learned by heart

As it told me all that a man should do

As a Mason, from the start.


It matters not if You Pass the Chair

Or reach the highest station.

The best event in a Masons life

Was his own INITIATION.

 

~Author Unknown~

 

 

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