The Sacred Cord, Thrice Wound

Bind it once , that in his heart,
He may surely hold
All the mysteries of the Art,
As did the Craft of old;
Bind it once , and make the noose
Strong , that sin shall not unloose.

Bind it twice , that Masons' law,
Faith and Charity,
Ever may his spirit draw
In one resistless tie;
Bind it twice , and make the noose
Stronger , — death alone shall loose.

Bind it thrice , that every deed,
Virtuous and chaste,
On the heavenly page be spread,
Worthy of the best;
Bind it thrice , and make the noose
Strongest , — death shall not unloose.
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