Masonic aprons

Masonic Funeral Committee

Masonic Funeral Committee Masonic Funeral Committee The Masonic Funeral Committee comprises three men who are appointed by the Worshipful Master of the Lodge. They are in charge of the following: Location of Jewels and Aprons: The Masonic Funeral Committee must be aware of the location of all Masonic jewels and Masonic Funeral aprons. Maintain Jewels and Aprons in good condition: The Masonic Funeral Committee should take care to know the state of every single Masonic gem and cover and guarantee that they are in...

Read more...

MASONIC APRONS AND THEIR SYMBOLS

MASONIC APRONS AND THEIR SYMBOLS The Masonic Aprons aren't a contemporary invention, in truth, it's the foremost ancient of all clothes. Within the third Chapter of Genesis. These words square measure written: "and the eyes of them each open, and that they know they are naked, and that they seamed fig leaves along, and create themselves aprons." Masonic Aprons: Masonic Aprons are one of every of the foremost fascinating, stunning, and curious things within the Fraternity’s history. Members of medieval, operative stone-masons...

Read more...

Masonic Light – A Poem By C. Pylate Price

Masonic Light By C. Pylate Price With the light of thirty-three thousand suns, Freemasonry illuminates the darkest corners of the earth The benevolence of our gentle craft, Is a blessing from the Great Architect Of The Universe. To all mankind Beyond the boundaries of limits Set only by crippled feeble minds Through the perils of endless time Our Masonic brotherhood perseveres Quietly serving others, sometimes out of sight For breaking the darkness Is the illuminated brightness of Masonic Light At London Regalia, we have an also lovely collection of Master Mason Aprons...

Read more...

Masonic Membership Card – A Poem

Masonic Membership Card By Unknown Author 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 card in a Masonic Lodge. It tells me that I have entered into a spiritual kinship with my fellow Masons practice charity in word and deed; to forgive and forget the faults of my brethren; hush the tongues of scandal and...

Read more...

The Master’s Last Prayer – A Poem

The Master's Last Prayer By Unknown Author The day's labors done My journey's end has come. A new guide now leads us on. The path may be the same, The Master's Last Prayer But the style is his own: A new post will soon pass, Another mark will be reached. Let us all pray, he will lead us, To an even brighter da The Master's Last Prayer About London Regalia: London Regalia Supplier of Masonic Regalia, English Regalia, USA Regalia, and worldwide. Craft Aprons, Blue lodge aprons, Scottish rite,...

Read more...

The Beacon Light – A Poem By Rob Morris

The Beacon Light By Rob Morris A city set upon a hill Cannot be hid Exposed to every eye, it will Over surrounding plain and vale, An influence shed, Masonry, Masonry, Masonry And spread the light of peace afar, Or blight the land with horrid war. Each Mason's Lodge is planted so For high display Each is a BEACON LIGHT, to show Life's weary wanderers as they go, The better way The Beacon Light To show by ties of earthly love, How perfect is the Lodge above! Be this your willing task,...

Read more...

The Level and the Square – A Poem By Rob Morris

The Level and the Square By Rob Morris We meet upon the level and we part upon the square These words have precious meaning and are practice everywhere Come let us contemplate them, they are worthy of a thought From the ancient times of Masonry, these symbols have taught We meet upon the level, every country, sect, and creed The rich man from his mansion, the poor man from the field For wealth is not consider within our outer door And we all meet on the level...

Read more...

By The Work You Did Today – A Poem By Charles L. Mead

By The Work You Did Today By Charles L. Mead Can you say tonight in parting with the day that's slipping past That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed? Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did and said? Does the man whose hopes were fading, Now with courage look ahead? Did you waste the day or lose it, Was it well or poorly spent? Did you leave a trail of kindness, Or a scar of discontent? As you close your eyes in slumber, Do you think God...

Read more...

I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt – A Poem

I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt by Pat M. Armstrong Last night I knelt where Hiram knelt And took an obligation. Today, I’m closer to my God And I’m a Master Mason. Though heretofore my fellow men Seemed each one like the other; Today, I search each one apart I’m looking for “MY BROTHER.” And as I feel his friendly grip It fills my heart with pride; I know that while I’m on the square That he is on my side. ...

Read more...

WE MEET ON THE LEVEL – A POEM BY PETER RYAN

We Meet on the Level By Peter Ryan We meet on the level, my Brothers and me, We encourage good men into our society. If their actions are upright and always true, As If we see integrity in all that they do. If they seek more light and value truth, If their own insights desire proof. we will offer them our right hand, And welcome them from any land. For we judge on character not creed, Nor on religion or wealth, but deed. We'll meet them on the level, my Brothers...

Read more...