....Brotherhood (3)

IS THERE SOMETHING BETWEEN

Brother, is there something between you and me?
The east is glowing in a golden candlelight,
we listen to Mozart, and think in different languages,
Yet, I understand you, as you understand me.

I don't know your place in your society,
I do not know to which God you daily pray,
There must be thousands things that separates you and I.
Brother, is there something between you and me?

You make the sign and know the word.
I know you now,
although you live under a different sky;
You are my brother, seated next to me.

Brother is there something between you and me?
Between us, in the chain, the secret lives.
I heard your heart, as you heard mine,
and from countless miles, we recognize.

HOW SHALL I HONOR MASONRY?

Author Unknown

IF Providence your lot hath blest,
In peace and affluence to rest,

Let not your mind contracted be,
Nor scorn the abodes of poverty.

When you behold in abject state,
A brother crushed by fortune's fate,
Lend him your aid, his wants to free,
And you shall honor Masonry.

When o'er the list of human woes,
You find the tear of grief overflows,
The widow's moan, the orphan's sigh,
Your help shall honor Masonry.

Where discord reigns with direful sway,
The balm of reasoning there display;
Show to the world a conscience free,
And you shall honor Masonry.

Your time shall pass serenely on -
While conscience dictates, right is done:
Your hoary locks shall honored be,
If you've regarded Masonry.

When life's tempestuous scenes are o'er,
And nature's calls require no more,
In heaven you'll take your last degree,
If you have honored Masonry.

THE MASON'S DUTY

By W. SKEWING, Robert Burns' Lodge

To stretch the liberal hand
And pour the stream of gladness,
O'er Misery's withered strand,
To cheer the hearth of sadness:
To dry the orphan's tear,
And soothe the heart nigh broken;
Breathing in Afflictions ear,
Kind words, in kindness spoken.
This is the Mason's part,
A Mason's bounden duty;
This rears the Mason's heart,
In Wisdom, Strength, and Beauty.

To practice Virtue's laws,
With fervency, and freedom;
And in her noble cause,
Advance, where'er she lead `em:
To curb the headlong course,
Of Passion's fiery pinion;
And bend its stubborn force,
To Reason's mild dominion.
This is the Mason's part, and see.

To shield a Brother's fame
From Envy and Detraction;
And prove that Truth`s our aim,
In spirit, life, and action
To trust in God, through all
The danger and temptation,
Which to his lot may fall,
In trial, and probation.
This is the Mason's part, and see.

"DO YOU JUST BELONG"

Are you a brother that would be missed.,
or are you content that your name is on the list.

Do you make meetings and mingle with the flock,
or do you stay home and criticize the knock.

Do you help work go along
or are you satisfy that you just belong.

Do you visit a brother who is sick
or live it for a few and talk about the clique.

Brothers, you know right from wrong,
are you an active member or do you just belong

TRUE BROTHERHOOD

I sought my soul,
But my soul I could not see.
I sought my God,
But my God eluded me.
I sought my brother,
And found all three.

I SAT IN LODGE WITH YOU

By Wilbur D. Nesbit

There is a saying filled with cheer,
Which calls a man to fellowship.
It means as much for him to hear
As lies within the brother grip.

Nay, more! It opens wide the way
To friendliness sincere and true;
There are no strangers when you say
To me: "I sat in lodge with you."

When that is said, then I am known;
There is no questioning nor doubt;
I need not walk my path alone
Nor from my fellows be shut out.

Those words hold all of brotherhood
And help me face the world anew
There's something deep and rich and good
In this: "I sat in lodge with you."

Though in far lands one needs must roam
By sea and shore and hill and plain,
Those words bring him a touch of home
And lighten tasks that seem in vain.

Men's faces are no longer strange
But seem as those he always knew
When some one brings the joyous change
With this: "I sat in lodge with you."

So you, my brother, now and then
Have often put me in your debt
By showing forth to other men
That you your friends do not forget.

When all the world seems gray and cold
And I am weary, worn and blue
Then comes this golden thought I hold
You said: "I sat in lodge with you."

When to the last great Lodge you fare
My prayer is that I may be
One of your friends who wait you there
Intent your smiling face to see.

We, with the warden at the gate,
Will have a pleasant task to do;
We'll call, though you come soon or late:
"Come in! We sat in lodge with you!"

REMEMBER YOU'RE A MASON

Author unknown

When the pressures of recession
Make us concentrate on greed,
Take heed, a worthy Mason
Cares about another's needs;

Don't let pressures of the moment
Make your obligation sway,
Stop and help a fallen brother
Or another by the way;

What you give is like a bubble
Whenever you assist,
What it costs in time and trouble
Is, soon after, never missed;

Brother, bear that obligation
You accepted on your knee,
It's in direct relation
To your own security;

Never hesitate, my brother
Square your actions now and say,
"I'll remember I'm a Mason,
"And behave like that today;"

"With regard to human kindness
And the 'Golden Rule', I pray,
I'll remember I'm a Mason...
And behave like that today."

The Craft

Are we perfect? No, we never were, nor will we ever be,
Yet our light has been a beacon for all the world to see.

Belonging to a brotherhood that shares a trust in God,
We've left our mark upon the world, wherever we have trod.

Founded in antiquity and lasting through the years,
A fraternity of friendship, a brotherhood of peers.

From the moment we are raised, until we are deceased,
We always have the memory of our journey to the East.

When I knelt before the altar and then was brought to light,
I looked upon the Bible and the brothers in my sight.

My brothers never left my side through many trying days.
They made my life much richer in so many different ways.

I've felt the grip of brotherhood while traveling o'er the land.
That grip of Master Mason that is passed from hand to hand.

I have felt the nervous handshake of a brother newly raised.
And the cold hand in a hospice on a brother's final days.

I have labored in the quarries for I felt the cause was just.
Now I wear this purple apron and I view it as a trust.

An apron's just a piece of cloth, although it's worn with pride.
It's what it represents that counts a brotherhood worldwide.

I HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT
by Wor. Bro. Robert E. Prince

I will clasp your hand in fellowship
Stand fast in your defense
I will come to soothe your sorrow
And ne'er reveal your secrets regardless of pretense
I will suffer none to slander you
These five pledges I have vowed
For I have seen the light my brother
My courage shall ne'er more be cowed

Yes I have walked the valley dark
And I strive towards the east
To return to His celestial abode
Where truth and knowledge are the feast
Brotherly love, relief and truth I've loved
I've squared my life and made it plumb
For I have seen my death my brother
And know it can be overcome

DISGRUNTLED
by J.V. Perry

Never make an angry vow,
When anger rules your mind,
Calm your anger over time,
And let yourself unwind.

Opinions may be right or wrong,
Depending on your view,
But it's not worth all the strife,
That devised a Lodge in two.

Rings and titles may feed the EGO,
But true Masons, they don't make.
A noble heart with in your breast,
Forgives a Brothers mistake.

Every Mason, extend your hand
In friendship toward your Brother,
Overlooking disagreements
One has with another.

So make that first move Brother,
And show that you're a man
Extend your hand in friendship,
As only true Masons can

A MAN'S MASONIC MEASURE
By J.V. Perry

A good man's worth is not measured
In wealth, jewels or clothes,
But by his deeds his worth is measured
By his BROTHERS, friends and foes.

A good man's worth is measured
By his truth and integrity,
His thoughtfulness and caring
And his steadfast loyalty.

He never makes a promise
That he would never keep,
For in his breast beats a heart
That is noble, true and deep.

He reaches out his helping hand
To the sick, poor and needy,
Never watching who may see him
Giving help to the needy.

His reward is in the feeling
That he's done something good,
By helping out his fellow man
As every Mason should.

He will be judged on judgment day,
by the one who see it all,
His true reward will come to him
When he answers that final call

A MASONIC SMILE

SMILING is infectious,
You can catch it like the flu,
When someone SMILED at me today,
I started SMILING too.

As I passed around the,
Altar and a Brother saw my grin,
When he SMILED,
I realized that I'd passed it on to him.

I thought about that little smile,
Then realized its true worth,
A single SMILE just like mine,
Could travel around the earth.

 

BROTHER WE HAVE MET BEFORE

Author Unknown

"Brother, we have met before,
  Where the Tyler guards the door,
  We have given the well-known sign,
  That has blent our souls with thine,
  Now this eve, thou giv'st no word,
  Back to our souls deep stired,
  For the Angel Tylers wait,
  At thy Lodge Room's mystic gate.

  "Brother, thou art taking rest,
  We must still the wild storm breast,
  We must build through mist and night,
  Thou hast seen the quenchless Light,
  While we hew the shapeless stone,
  Thou hast bowed before the Throne,
  While we tread the chequered floor,
  Thou hast pass'd the golden door.

  "Oh Companion, were we there,
  Ended every pleading prayer,
  Ended all the work and toil,
  Gathered all the fruit and spoil,
  Finished all the war of sin,
  By the Warden's hand shut in,
  Brother; once again with thee,
  What would our first greeting be?

  "Loved Companions, we have given,
  To the guardianship of Heaven,
  Our Brother's precious dust,
  And in memory of the just,
  Be it ours still to guard,
  All he loved, with watch and ward,
  Till like him we reach a shore,
  Where these sorrows come no more."