Classic Poem

Ay, master of the true,
Urge on those hearts to do
A better testimony to the O NE
Who gave, all laws above,
The conquering law of Love ,
And sealed it with the gracious name of J OHN .

Ay, nail his natal morn!
Fear not the winter's scorn,
The storm god will move leniently above;
Bring wife and child to hear
The word we so revere,
The key word of all Masons music, Love .

Ay, round the Altar now
Let each one humbly Vow
Humbly but firmly, as beseems the wise,
That all that gracious Law
Which John in vision saw,
Shall be the essence of your mysteries!

Ay, thus will life afford
Its comfort and reward,
Its strengthening corn , its oil , its cheering wine ,
And so to latest day,
Will coming craftsmen say,
" They loved each other with the Love D IVINE ! "