The Goddess of Masonry By Charles F. Forshaw Goddess of Purity, Spotless and rare Emblem of Charity Unsullied, fair Symbol of Meekness –– Radiant, bright, ′Minding the Brethren Of realms of Light –– Strong in the knowledge Virtuous might.Symbol of Chastity, Spirit of Bliss, Coming to cheer us, Through the abyss, Token of faithfulness –– Be thou our guide Emblem of Hopefulness –– Keep by our side Help us and lead us o′er Every dark tide!
How Good and How Pleasant By Giles Fonda Yates Behold, how pleasant and how good For brothers such as we In this united Brotherhood To dwell in unity. ‘Tis like the oil on Aaron′s head Which to his feet distills Like Hermon′s dew so richly shed On Zion′s sacred hills.For there the Lord of light and love A blessing sent with power, O, may we all this blessing prove, Even life for evermore. On friendship′s altar, rising here, Our hands now plighted be, To live in love, with hearts sincere, In peace and unity.
Labor By Silas H. Shepherd He who acts upon the Square Will always well with all compare. The Mason uses tools of love To build a Temple planned above. The Gauge he constantly employs To measure work and limit joys. The Plumb imbues his soul and heart With love Divine and sacred art. The Level guides his daily act And makes good fellowship a fact. If we employ these tools each day A beautiful Temple will be our pay.
The Road By Carl H. Claudy So many men before thy Altars kneel Unthinkingly, to promise brotherhood: So few remain, humbly to kiss thy rood With ears undeafened to thy mute appeal So many find thy symbols less than real Their teachings mystic,––hard to understand So few there are, in all thy far flung band To hold thy banner high and draw thy steel, And yet––immortal and most mighty, thou! What hath thy lore of life, to let it live? What is the vital spark, hid in thy vow? Thy millions learned, as thy dear paths they trod, The secret of the strength thou hast to give I am a way of common men to God.
The Temple - What Makes it of Worth By Edgar Alan Guest You may delve down to rock for your foundation piers, You may go with your steel to the sky You may purchase the best of the thought of the years, And the finest of workmanship buy. You may line with the rarest of marble each hall, And with gold you may tint it but then It is only a building if it, after all, Isn't filled with the spirit of men.You may put up a structure of brick and of stone, Such as never was put up before Place there the costliest woods that are grown, And carve every pillar and door. You may fill it with splendors...