PAST MASTER'S SONG.

[TUNE-" Rule Britannia."]

WHEN earth's foundation first was laid,
By the Almighty Artist's hand,

'Twas then our perfect, our perfect laws were made,
Established by his strict command.

Chor. Hail, mysterious-hail, glorious Masonry!
That makes us ever great and free.

In vain mankind for shelter sought,
In vain from place to place did roam,
Until from heaven, from heaven he was taught
To plan, to build, to fix his home.

Illustrious hence we date our Art,

And now in beauteous piles appear,
Which shall to endless, to endless time impart,
How worthy and how great we are.

Nor we less fam'd for every tie,

By which the human thought is bound ;

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Love, truth, and friendship, and friendship socially,
Join all our hearts and hands and.

Our actions still by virtue blest,

And to our precepts ever true,

The world admiring, admiring shall request
To lear, and our bright paths pursue.

Det there be light!" The Almighty spoke;
Refulgent streams from chaos broke,

Te illume the rising earth!

Well pleas'd the Great Jehovah stood;
The Power Supreme pronounc'd it good,

And gave the planets birth!

T choral numbers masons join,
To bless and praise this light divine.

Parent of light! accept our praise!
Who shedd'st on us thy brightest rays,
The light that fills the minde
By choice selected, lo! we stand,
By friendship join'd, a sptial band!
That love, that aid mankind!
In choral numbers, &c,

Reveal'd to us from heaven.

In choral numbers masors join,
To bless and praise this light divine.