[Tune—Belleisle March]

In Hist'ry we're told, how the Lodges of old Arose in the East, and shone forth like the Sun; But all must agree, that divine Masonry Commenc'd when the glorious creation begun: With glory divine, oh, long may'st thou shine, Thou choicest of blessings, deriv'd from above! Then charge bumpers high, and with shouts rend the sky, To Masonry, Friendship, and Brotherly love. With glory divine, &c.

Judea's great King, whose vast praises we sing, With wisdom contriv'd while the temple he plann'd; The mysterious art then took place in each heart, And Hiram with Solomon went hand in hand: While each royal name was recorded in fame, Their works, Earth and Heaven did jointly approve; Then charge bumpers high, and with shouts rend the sky, To Masonry, Friendship, and Brotherly Love. While each royal, &c.

Then Masons were true, and the Craft daily grew; They liv'd within Compass, and work'd by the Square; In friendship they dwelt, no ambition they felt, Their deeds were upright, and their consciences clear; On this noble plan, Free Masons began, To help one another they mutually strove; Then charge bumpers high, and with shouts rend the sky To Masonry, Friendship, and Brotherly love. On this noble plan, &c.

Those maxims pursue, and your passions subdue, And imitate those worthy Masons of yore; Fix a Lodge in each breast, be fair virtue your guest, Let wisdom preside, and let truth tile the door. So shall we arise, to an immortal prize, In that blissful Lodge, which no time can remove; Then charge bumpers high, and with shouts rend the sky, To Masonry, Friendship, and Brotherly Love. So shall we arise, &c.