Songs, Song

From the depths let us raise Our voices, and praise The works of the glorious creation; And extol the great fame Of our Maker's great name, And his love to an Accepted Mason.

In primitive time, When men, of no crime, Were sav'd from that great inundation Whose Father from on high, Taught Geometry, That honour'd science of a Mason.

In an Ark that was good, Made of Gopher wood, And was built by divine ordination; And the first in his time, That planted a vine, Was a Free and an Accepted Mason.

When Pharoah, the King Of Egypt, did bring To bondage our whole generation; That King got a fall, And his Magicians all, By a princely and learn'd wise Mason.

Then thro' the Red-sea, Heaven guided their way, By two pillars of divine ordination; And Pharaoh's great train Were lost in the main, For pursuing an army of Masons.

When Amalek's King, Great forces did bring, Likewise the great Midianite nation; Those Kings got a fall, And their great armies all, And their wealth fell a spoil to those Masons

King Solomon, he Was known to be free, Built a holy grand lodge for his nation; Each beautiful part Was due to the Art Of Hiram, the great learned Mason.

They to Jordan did go, And met their proud foe, And fought the great Cannanite nation; Whose gigantic strain, Could never sustain The force of an army of Masons.