Tag - FREEMASON RING

The Lodge Room Over Simpkin’s Store – A Poem By Lawrence Greenleaf

The Lodge Room Over Simpkin's Store By Lawrence Greenleaf The plainest Lodge room in the land was Over Simpkins' Store Where Friendship Lodge had met each month for fifty' years or more. When o'er the earth the moon full-orbed, had cast her brightest beams, The Brethren came from miles around on horseback and in teams, And 0! what heavy grasp of hand, what welcome met them there, As mingling with the waiting groups they slowly mount the stair, Exchanging fragmentary news or prophecies of crop, Until they...

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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

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The Master’s Last Prayer – A Poem

The Master's Last Prayer By Unknown Author The day's labours done My journey's end has come. A new guide, now lead us on. The path may be the same, 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  

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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, 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 To show by ties of earthly love, How perfect is the Lodge above! Be this your willing task, dear friends, While laboring here Borrow from Him who kindly lends The...

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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 practiced everywhere Come let us contemplate them, they are worthy of a thought From the ancient times of Masonry these symbols have been 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 considered within our outer door And we all meet on the...

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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 where 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...

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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. His footsteps on my errand go, If I...

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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 be upright and always true, 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 and...

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Let’s Go To Lodge Tonight! – Poem

Let's Go To Lodge Tonight Author Unknown My brother, let's go to Lodge tonight; You haven't been for years. Let's don our Lambskin Apron white And sit among our peers. I feel a kind of longing, see, to climb those creaky stairs; I know it'll be a thrill for me to lay aside my cares. We'll meet Tyler at the door and though he'll hesitate, we'll hear him say just as before, "Come in or you'll be late." I'd like to get out on the floor-- Come on, let's get in line; I want to...

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The Lodge where I belong – A Poem By Arthur R. Herrmann

The Lodge where I belong By Arthur R. Herrmann Though my lodge may lack the splendor Of a Temple or a Shrine, Or possess the gaudy fixtures that are classed as superfine, Yet the fellowship it offers is in a price beyond compare. And I wouldn’t trade it ever for life's treasures rich or bare! The handclasp firm, the word of cheer, Oh, such meanings they impart, The mystic ties of brotherhood that links us heart to heart! You'd really have to travel far, For the friendships quite so strong, As those one always...

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