Carl W Mason
A Mason’s hand is a hand that helps,
That lifts the fallen one,
That comes, in need, with a kindly deed
To him whose strength is gone.
A Mason’s heart is a heart that loves
The best that is good and true
He stands the friend, his best to lend,
Under his banner blue.
A Mason’s eye is an eye that smiles
And his a cheering voice;
He spreads the light dispels the night
And makes the world rejoice.
Over the earth in stranger lands,
Where distant peoples dwell,
The eye, the grip, the life, the lip,
Of love unchanging tell.