top..the Degrees of Freemasonry
Attributed to Rob Morris
In Mason's Lodge with darkened eyes,
And a cable-tow about me,
I swore to hail all mysteries,
That Masons keep and Masons prize;
All brothers secrets whispered low,
All words they speak things they do,
In mystic manner taught to me.
On yonder book that oath I took,
And I will break it never:
I'll stand by this, and this and this,
Forever and forever
I swore to answer and obey,
All summons made to me duly
By brother hand or lodge array;
I swore that I would never stray
From ancient laws and rules that bound
Freemasons, in the days renowned,
But would observe them truly,
I swore in charity to care,
For all in sorrow hidden:
My brother on that darkened square,
His widow with dishevelled hair,,
His sorrowing orphan, doomed to stray
upon a long and desolate way
While tears gush forth unbidden
I swore to deal in honesty,
With each true heart around me;
That honour bright, should always be
Unbroken bond ' twixt him and me;
Nor guile, nor wrong, nor cruel fraud,
Should break, or loose that holy cord
with which my vows have bound me
I swore the chastity to shield
Of women true and tender;
Of Masons' widow, wife and child,
His mother,sister undefiled;
Those pure and innocent, whose love
Makes Masons' homes like heaven above
I swore to guard the portals close
To the Masonic Temple;
To purge the quarries of their dross,
To build the mystic wall of those
In body perfect, honest heart,
And mind mature in mortal art,
by precepts and example
These were our vows; be these our care,
And may such light be given,
In answer to our earnest prayer,
That we may always do and dare
All that God's gracious laws enjoin;
And so as life's last shades decline
We may be found in Heaven
On yonder book those vows we took,
And let us break them never;
let's stand by this, and this and this,
Forever and forever
and then it was opened wide:
I felt the grip of a Masons hand,
as I slowly passed inside.
as a prayer was said for me:
And I was helped to pass around,
for the Brethren all to see.
as my leader took me round:
And my racing heart, I heard more clear,
than the solemn organ's sound.
were halted on the way;
And several questions were put to me,
as I struggled not to sway.
I took my obligation;
I swore I'd be a Mason true,
at my Initiation.
or what to me was spoken;
But I saw the sign and heard the word,
and I felt the Mason's token.
which I later learnt by heart;
and it told me all that a man should do,
as a Mason from the start.
or reach the highest station;
The best event of a Mason's life,
is his initiation
It's not exclusive, but woman can't join.
If you're a good man, honest and true,
then Freemasonry is just right for you.
Apprentice then fellow then master you'll be.
Many good men these secrets have sought,
and having found them, it's helped improve their life's lot.
and to help others achieve the same.
Not just to Brothers, but to every man-jack.
The more help you give, the more pleasure you get back.
will help you understand what the office bearers do.
One day, that high up chair you may reach
and if you get there try hard not to preach.
Instead persevere to keep it level and square,
and remember there's always more to learn; everyday, everywhere.
may it be your portion to hear others say,
"He was a good man, honest and true,
always helped others, only his best would do.
The Lodge will miss him on their meeting night."
So if this is what you hear, then maybe just maybe, YOU GOT IT RIGHT!!
What we Masons pledged to do
When, prepared at yonder altar
We assumed the Mason's vow
Foot and knee, breast, hand and cheek
Hearken while I make them speak
When we hear a brother's cry
Hungry, thirsty, barefoot, naked
With God's mercy let us fly
This of all our thoughts the chief
How to give him quick relief
None but God to hear or heed
All our woes and sins confessing
Let us for each other plead
By the spirit of our call
Let us pray for brothers all
At life's center let us seal
Every truth to us entrusted
Nor one holy thing reveal
What a Mason vows to shield
Let him die, but never yield
Look, his burdens are too great
Stretch the generous hand and hold him
Up before it is too late
The right arm's a friendly prop
Made to hold a brother up
When the temper strives to win
Urge the brother's bounden duty
Show him the approaching sin
Point to him the deadly snare
Save him with a brother's care
Where, prompted by brotherly love,
I vowed solemn vows without falter
Witnessed by Him from above.
stand reverently there ---
My thoughts have suffered no severance,
As I vowed---so I'll vote---on the square
But think him unworthy at heart ---
Lest my Lodge by my ballot grow weaker,
Such favor from justice must part.
I'll betray not the trust that I bear,
I'll shame not the emblems before me,
But I'll cast my vote on the square.
But merit by action the trust;
My soul I'll not perjure by striking
A blow when such a blow be unjust ---
I'll honor the trust that I bear,
I'll vote for the good of the order
By casting my vote on the square.
Will be filed in the Grand Lodge above.
I'll be glad then I tempered such mission
With justice and brotherly love.
By the Worshipful Master up there ---
No promise e're made has He broken
And He'll handle my case on the square.
And wondered what's beyond the lights
The twinkle dots a world so vast
The blinks of stars remind of glass
To travel far beyond the poles
The speed of light became a breeze
I wondered what, what could this be
No human feeling could ever match
The guide I had I could not see
Then I remembered my three degrees
With guides unknown of many host
I understood what just appeared
Masonic travel became so clear
My first entrance, which I behold
I thought of all, in mind in me
And recollected my first degree
Between two stars my mind had told
A story far beyond the spheres
Of working tools I held so dear
Passing in and on in chambers toll
I thought again what could this be
And then I thought of two degrees
But to return I wished and prayed
I swore to keep all oaths I took
The 3rd degree all clear it spoke
And asked him why, what was this all
The birth of man is but a porch
To live the life of burning torch
And you appeared with all to learn
With force and power "LET THERE BE LIGHT"
And I became a torch of Light.
Belpre (Ohio) Lodge #609
To assemble myself with the craft;
I've gone through my lecture so many times
Seems I know it now, both fore and aft.
For I've spoken many months in a mumble;
I know that the Brethren, will all be impressed
When you're good, It's hard to be humble.
Then fear strikes me, clear to the bone;
I'd better go through this. Just one more time,
It's my last chance, while I'm still alone.
Now suddenly, I'm parking the car;
My hearts beating wildly. As I climb the stairs
I hear voices. Not near, but far.
I have to concentrate on my First Line;
Sure it'll be easier the next time around
But the trick is to do it the first time.
The first section's about to come to a close;
Gee, I should have gone to the men's room.
I feel faint, and I can't breathe through my nose.
Boy! They don't give a feller much time;
And I've lost my book in a shirt with one pocket
And I can't remember my First Line.
And I shall never forget this first time;
After all of the prompting, I now am convinced,
Know it all, as good as the First Line!!
for I've not the time to spare.
But every time they have a feast ,
you will surely find me there.
I cannot help with the degrees,
for I do not know the work.
and handle a knife and fork.
I'm so rusty in the ritual,
that it seems like Greek to me,
but practice has made me perfect
in the knife and fork degree.
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