Lodge Houstoun St Johnstone No 242
Ancient,
free and accepted Masons of Scotland.
Last
Night I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt
Last Night I knelt
where Hiram knelt And took an obligation
Today I'm closer
to my God And I'm a Master Mason
Tho' 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 should such require;
His prayers will
plead in my behalf If I should so desire.
My words are safe
within his breast As though within my own;
His hand forever
at my back To help me safely Home.
Good counsel
whispers in my ear An warns of any danger;
By square and
compass Brother now! Who once would call me stranger.
I might have lived
a moral life And risen to distinctions
Without my
Brother's helping hand And fellowship of Masons
But God, who knows
how hard it is To resist life's temptations
Knows why I knelt
where Hiram knelt And took that obligation.
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To see Ourselves as others see us.
I would rather see
a Mason than hear one any day,
I would rather one
would walk with me than merely show the way.
The eye's a better
pupil and more willing than the ear,
Fine counsel is
confusing, but examples are always clear.
And the best of
all Masons are the men who live their creeds,
For to see the
good in action is what everybody needs.
I can soon learn
how to do it if you'll let me see it done,
I can watch your
hands in action, but your tongue too fast may run.
And the lectures
you deliver may be wise and true,
But I'd rather get
my lesson by observing what you do.
For I may
misunderstand you and the high advice you give,
But there's no
misunderstanding on how you act and live.