Yearnings
Oh, might I live to see each Mason Lodge
The abode of peace, the school of harmony,
The place of prayer, the fount of charity,
The Judgment seat of the Celestial judge!
Oh, might I know that, when I weep beside
A dying brother, weeping for his loss,
That loss is all my own , and he will cross
In light and ecstacy the rolling tide!
Oh, might I feel, when standing by the grave
Where steeps a Mason brother, that his soul
Has gone on royal pinions to that goal
Where reigns the King who died our souls to save!
Oh, that the day may come—it will, it must,—
When Masons all shall live upon the Square !
Brothers, be this our constant aim and care,
And we shall have the approval of the J UST .
The abode of peace, the school of harmony,
The place of prayer, the fount of charity,
The Judgment seat of the Celestial judge!
Oh, might I know that, when I weep beside
A dying brother, weeping for his loss,
That loss is all my own , and he will cross
In light and ecstacy the rolling tide!
Oh, might I feel, when standing by the grave
Where steeps a Mason brother, that his soul
Has gone on royal pinions to that goal
Where reigns the King who died our souls to save!
Oh, that the day may come—it will, it must,—
When Masons all shall live upon the Square !
Brothers, be this our constant aim and care,
And we shall have the approval of the J UST .
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