Grand Wardens SONG

Let Masonry be now my theme, Throughout the globe to spread its fame, And eternize each worthy Brother's name; Your praise shall to the skies resound, In lasting happiness abound, And with sweet union all your noble deeds be crown'd.

Sing then, my muse, to Mason's glory, Your names are so rever'd in story, That all th' admiring world do now adore ye.

Let harmony divine inspire Your souls with love and gen'rous fire, To copy well wise Solomon your sire; Knowledge sublime shall fill each heart, The rules of g'ometry t' impart, While Wisdom, Strength, and Beauty, crown the noble art. Cho. Sing then, my muse, &c.

Let ancient Masons health's go round, In swelling cups all cares be drown'd, And hearts united 'mongst the Craft be found; May everlasting scenes of joy, Our peaceful hours of bliss employ, Which Time's all-conqu'ring hand shalt ne'er destroy. Cho. Sing then, my muse, &c.

My brethren thus all cares resign, Your hearts let glow with thoughts divine, And veneration shew to Solomon's shrine; Our annual tribute thus we'll pay, That late posterity shall say, We've crown'd with joy, this happy, happy day. Cho. Sing then, my muse, &c.