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A MASON'S WIFE

Author Unknown

From active Masons, resolute,
Our wives and families we salute;
We surely know the price you pay,
Who sit alone while we're away.

No high degrees on you conferred,
In Lodge, your name is seldom heard;
You serve our cause though out of sight,
While sitting home alone tonight.

Masonic papers list our names,
Awards are given, fit to frame;
But yours is absent...you who strive,
To keep our fortitude alive.

You're part of every helpful deed,
On your encouragement we feed;
Without your blessings, how could we,
Continue acts of charity?

And so, this poem, we dedicate,
To every Master Mason's mate;
And offer our undying love,
Rewards await in Heaven above.

LODGE WELCOME TO LADIES
by Brother Rob Morris

It is in our hearts, dear sisters,
While the Mason's chain is bright,
To give our warmest welcome
To the best beloved, tonight;
To the wife, so fondly cherished,
To the daughter, sister, true,
To the faithful, tenderhearted --
Shall I say the word? -- to you.

We acknowledge countless blessings
From the Bounteous Hand above;
Our bond was first cemented
By Divine assent and love;
We are grateful, truly grateful,
For all gifts He doth bestow,
But our warmest thanks are given --
Shall I say the word? -- for you.

The woes of life are many,
Thronging dark on every side,
In tears, and sighs, and broken hearts,
And sorrows far and wide;
The Mason's hand is generous,
But most freely we bestow,
When the appeal is made us --
Shall I say the word? -- by you.

Our brotherhood is countless,
From the East unto the West;
In every land, and clime, and tongue,
They range among the best;
And every man a hundred miles
On frosty sod will go,
To give you help, or win a smile --
Shall I say the word? -- from you.

Then hail! Adoptive Masonry,
That brings us here together;
May manly arms 'round lovely forms
Protect from stormy weather;
And when, adown the hill of life,
Our tottering feet shall go,
May our weary steps be comforted --
Shall I say the word? -- by you

A LADIES TOAST

W.H.G. Redfern

 

When you are getting ready

To go out to a do

These words of worldly wisdom

I would like to offer you.

 

I speak from past experience

And know just what can happen,

When we men are bathed and dressed

And you girls are still in wrappers.

 

Now darling I must tell you

The time is half past five

The reception is at six o'clock

And we have five miles to drive.

 

Now Brethren as well you know

If these words you utter,

The next thing that will happen

Is a very ominous mutter.

 

With water hot up to the brim

Into the bath she climbs

And never seems to give a thought

To the passing of the time.

 

By now we are on tenterhooks

As the time it seems to flash

And all that we can hear of her

Is splash and splash and splash.

 

We listen to the gurgle

Of the water running out

When to the bathroom we are called

By a loud imperious shout.

 

Come inside and shut the door

It's draughty if you don't,

Pass the towel off the rail,

And mind the powder on your coat.

 

Now down into the lounge we go

Perhaps to have a drink,

To dull the thoughts of passing time

Of which we dare not think.

 

By now it's almost six o'clock

And your ulcer starts to twitch

And yet she seems so unconcerned,

Still, we think, without a stitch.

 

And then we think we're hearing things

As wife is heard to shout,

My dress has got a little crease,

I'll have to iron it out.

 

Now we poor men

so patient are driven to suggest,

The reception will be over

And we'll be the latest guests.

 

But this mistake is fatal

To utter words so true

It was our fault right from the start

As I will show to you.

 

Shirt and socks and evening dress

Were ready in our sight,

When we began preparing

For our festive night.

 

What would we do without you

Preparing for occasions of this sort,

What would we do without you

And your help and your support.

 

Tie my tie and cufflinks link

Are personal requests,

They all take time for you to do

Before you can get dressed.

 

So please accept our grateful thanks

For everything you do,

And to say again how pleased we are

To have ladies such as you.

 

So to the ladies here today

Be they friends, sweethearts or wives,

We wish to thank you very much

For lighting up our lives,

 

And so before my chair resume

My toast to you complete,

There is a message from the Brethren

Which to you I must repeat.

 

Our wish to all you gorgeous girls

Be you long or short or tall

Is to wish you health and happiness

And to say we love you all.

 

TOAST TO THE VISITORS
 

TONIGHT I HAVE THE PLEASURE
TO ALL I MUST CONFESS
TO GIVE TO YOU THIS TOAST
TO OUR VISITORS AND OUR GUESTS.

THE FELLOWSHIP YOU BRING TONIGHT
IS SOMETHING WHICH CAN'T COMPARE
YOU KNOW WE LIKE TO SEE YOU
AND GLAD YOUR ALWAYS THERE.
 

THE HARMONY , THE CHATS AND JOKES WE HAVE
WITH OUR OLD AND NEW FOUND FRIENDS.
WE WISH IT COULD LAST FOR HOURS,
AND SOME HOW NEVER END.

BUT.....ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END
AND WE MUST GO OUR SEPARATE WAY.
WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOURSELF TONIGHT,
AND RETURN AGAIN SOMEDAY.

AND NOW I ASK THE MEMBERS
TO RAISE A GLASS IN CHEER
TO TOAST TO ALL OUR VISITORS
WHO SUPPORTED US THIS YEAR.

by Mike Bauer (a Buckeye in Scotland)
WSW Portobello Llodge #226
Edinburgh , Scotland

 

 A GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP

Friendship is a priceless gift
that cannot be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
than a mountain made of gold--

For gold is cold and lifeless,
it can neither see nor hear,
And in the time of trouble
it is powerless to cheer--

It has no ears to listen,
no heart to understand.
It cannot bring you comfort
or reach out a helping hand.

So when you ask God for a gift,
be thankful if he sends
not diamonds, pearls or riches,
but the love of real true friends.

 

Author Unknown

 

 TREASURES IN YOU

There are treasures in life,
but owners are few
Of money and power
to buy things brand new.

Yet you can be wealthy
and feel regal too,
If you will just look
for the treasures in you.

These treasures in life
are not hard to find
When you look in your heart,
your soul, and your mind.

For when you are willing
to share what's within,
Your fervent search
for riches will end.

The joy and the laughter,
the smile that you bring;
The heart unafraid
to love and to sing;

The hand always willing
to help those in need;
Ones quick to reach out,
to labour and fee.

So thank you for sharing
these great gifts inside;
The caring, the cheering,
the hug when one cried.

Thanks for the energy,
encouragement too,
And thank you for sharing
the treasures in you.
 

Author Unknown

 

BEST WISHES

By Cyril E. Brubaker

May the cause of Brotherhood
'Round the World be understood;
And peace espoused in every land,
By one and all on every hand.
May the joys of friendships be renewed,
Greed, and lust, and avarice subdued.
May the good which can be done,
Touch the lives of everyone.
May the gifts which we possess,
Be deployed for happiness.

 

MY WISH FOR YOU...

Where there is pain, we wish you peace and mercy.

Where there is self-doubting, we wish you a renewed
confidence in your ability to work through them.

Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, we wish you
understanding, patience, and renewed strength.

Where there is fear, I wish you love, and courage.

Love and Peace to you my friend.

 

GIFT

To your enemy, forgiveness.
To an opponent, tolerance.
To a friend, your heart.
To a customer, service.
To all men, charity.
To every child, a good example.
To yourself, respect.

 

The Final Toast

Are your glasses charged in the West and South, the Worshipful Master cries;
They're charged in the West, They're charged in the South, are the Wardens' prompt replies;
Then to our final toast to-night your glasses fairly drain
"Happy to meet - Sorry to part - Happy to meet again again
Oh! Happy to meet again!"

The Masons' social brotherhood around the festive board,
Reveals a wealth more precious far than selfish miser's hoard
They freely share the priceless stores that generous hearts contain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part' happy to meet again!"

We work like masons free and true, and when our task is done,
A merry song and cheering glass are not unduly won;
And only at our farewell pledge is pleasure touched with pain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"

Amidst our mirth we drink "To all poor Masons o'er all the world" -
On every shore our flag of love is gloriously unfurled,
We prize each brother, fair or dark, who bears no moral stain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"

The Mason feels the noble truth the Scottish peasant told
That rank is but the guinea's stamp, the man himself s the gold
With us the rich and poor unite and equal rights maintain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"

Dear Brethren of the mystic tie, the night is waning fast
Our duty's done - our feast is o'er - this song must be our last:-
"Good night". "Good night - once more, once more repeat the farewell strain -
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"

 

A Freemason's Christmas Wish
By Brother Andrew Bradley

It is the time of year when the Brethren rejoice,
and sing carols of praise in resounding voice.
Days of merriment and long nights of cheer,
as we all await the "Happy New Year!".
It is a time of family and life long friends,
a time of happiness and to make amends.
Roast turkey and baubles and the Nutcracker Suite,
we each have our own way to make Christmas complete.

As we stroll through this happy month of December
find time to pause and take time to remember
that distinguishing sign of a Freemason's heart -
those acts of Charity. How great they are.
As your family gathers 'round your Christmas tree,
and the children play with giggles of glee,
spare a thought for the poor, the man with no shoes,
whose daily meal is less than your dues.

Remember also the Grand Lodge above,
and the Supreme Great Architect's act of love.
And practise those virtues we hold so true.
Have some fun! But let Temperance chasten you.
And during this season of peace and joy
look well to our future - the girl and boy.
Then wonder what lessons you may them teach,
and with your guidance what heights they may reach.

So, to all of my Brethren from far and wide,
whether your Christmas be snow, or hot and dry,
may the Architect grant his celestial boon
and keep your good health 'til we meet again soon.
Take care of yourself and those you find dear.
Keep this festive spirit throughout the next year.
Look toward your next date with our happy band.
'Til our next merry meeting. Apron, heart, and hand.


MASONRY

R.M. Pruett

May the Father bless us now
As we each renew our vow,
Solemnly we gather 'round
On the level, brothers' ground,
Near the altar, on the square
Ready strength, we're each to share.
Yes, my brother, we do care.

 

For health and food,
for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends,
Great Architect, we thank thee.

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God bless our meat,
God quide our ways,
God give us grace
Our Lord to please.
Lord, long preserve in peace and health
Our gracious Queen Elizabeth.
George Bellin, 1565

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O Thou who kindly dost provide
For every creature's want!
We bless Thee, God of nature wide,
For all Thy goodness lent;
And, if it please Thee, Heavenly Guide,
May never worse be sent;
But whether granted, or denied,
Lord, bless us with content!

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Friendship and love may they bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever.
Bless our friends, bless this food;
Bless all mankind forever.

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Some ha'e meat and can-na eat,
And some ha'e none that want it,
But we ha'e meat and we can eat,
And so the Lord be thank-et.

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The things, good Lord, that we pray for,
Give us grace to work for.
(Sir Thomas Moore)

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For every cup and plateful,
God make us truly grateful.

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God is great and God is good,
And we thank him for our food.
By his hand we all are fed;
Give us Lord, our daily bread.

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Thank You for the world so sweet,
Thank You for the food we eat,
Thank You for birds that sing,
Thank You God, for everything.
E. Rutter Leatham

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Father, who fed the small sparrows,
Give us our bread and feed our brothers.

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May the GAOTU bless to our use that which His bounty has provided.

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To all poor and distressed brethren,
Wheresoever they may be,
On the land, the sea or in the air.
A speedy relief from their suffering,
And a safe return to their native land, If they so desire.
(Response)
To all poor and distressed brethren.

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To all poor and distressed freemasons,
Wherever they may be,
On the land, on the sea or in the air.
A speedy relief from their afflictions,
And a safe return to their native land,
If they so desire.
(Response)
To all poor and distressed brethren.

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Then 'ere's to the sons o' the Widow,
Wherever, 'owever they roam.
'Ere's all they desire, an' if they require
A speedy return to their 'ome.

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'Are your glasses all charged in the West and the South?' the Worshipful Master cried!
'All charged in the West'
'All charged in the South'
Came the Wardens' prompt reply.
Then to our final toast tonight, our glasses freely drain,
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.
The mason's social brotherhood around the festive board,
Reveals a truth more precious far, than any miser's hoard.
We freely share the bounteous gifts, that generous hearts contain,
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.
We meet as masons free and true, and when our work is done,
The merry song and social glass is not unduly won.
And only at our farewell pledge is pleasure mixed with pain,
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.
Amidst our mirth we drink to all poor masons o'er the Earth,
On every shore our flag of love is gloriously unfurled.
We prize each Brother, fair or dark, who bears no moral stain,
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.
We Masons prize that noble truth, the Scottish peasant told,
That rank is but a guinea stamp: The man himself the gold.
We meet the rich and poor alike, the equal rights maintain,
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.
Dear brethren of the mystic tie, the night is waning fast,
Our work is done, our feast is o'er, this toast must be the last.
Good night to all, once more good night,
again that farewell strain,
(Response)
Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again.

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Pocket, heart, hand
(Repeat 3 times with gestures)
Here's to the sons of the widow
Whenever, wherever they roam
A speedy relief to their afflictions
And if they desire,
a speedy return to their home.