Anthem III

Grant us, land Heav'n, what we request; In MASONRY let us be blest; Direct us to that happy Place, Where Friendship smiles in every Face: Where Freedom and sweet Innocence Enlarge the Mind, and cheer the Sense. Enlarge the Mind, &c.

Where scepter'd Reason from her throne Surveys the Lodge, and makes us one; And Harmony's delightful Sway Forever sheds ambrosial Day; Where we blest Eden's Pleasure taste, Whilst balmy Joys are our Repast. Whist balmy Joys, &c.

Our Lodge the social Virtues grace, And Wisdom's Rules we fondly trace; Whole Nature open to our View, Points out the Paths we should pursue. Let us subsist to losting Peace, And may our Happiness increase. And may our Happiness, &c.

No prying Eye can view us here, No Fool or Knave disturb our Cheer: Our well-form'd Laws set Mankind free, And give Relief to Misery. The Poor, oppress'd with Woe and Grief, Gain from our bounteous hands relief. Gain from our bounteous, &c.