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The Beautiful Stone Of The Masonic Arch.
THE BEAUTIFUL STONE OF THE MASONIC ARCH .
BY BRO . ROBERT MORRIS , L . L . D . IF I were the Master Grand —; If I were the King of Judah now , With that sage Tyrian band
Who wore the cockleshell on the brow , I'll tell you , Craftsmen , what I'd do ! I'd choose my brightest Parian rock—No flaw or crevice in tbe block , And right above my ivory throne I'd set the beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
I'd take from Lebanon , then , the trees , Tbe cedars fragrant , tall ancl fair , And hardened in the centuries , And these to the Holy Mount I'd bear ; Hiram should them prepare . From Opbir ' s shining sands I'd gain The yellow , choice , ancl glittering grain . Ancl these , in Mystic form , should crown The white and beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
Then , unto every shrine I'd go , Ancl to eA'ery lorn and humble grave , And to tbe prayers and tears that flow From woman meek ancl manhood brave , And orphan lone I'd have : Prayers for pure incense should arise , And tears , accepted sacrifice , This savor , such as God Avill own , Should bless the beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
This beautiful stone , its name should be—Tbe loving Mason knows it well'Tis writ in glory— CEABITYBest Avord the earth can tell , Best word the heavens SAVBII ! Above my iA'ory throne so bright ;—
Were I tbe Master Grand to-night—Where God and man alike may own I'd set tbe beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone
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The Beautiful Stone Of The Masonic Arch.
THE BEAUTIFUL STONE OF THE MASONIC ARCH .
BY BRO . ROBERT MORRIS , L . L . D . IF I were the Master Grand —; If I were the King of Judah now , With that sage Tyrian band
Who wore the cockleshell on the brow , I'll tell you , Craftsmen , what I'd do ! I'd choose my brightest Parian rock—No flaw or crevice in tbe block , And right above my ivory throne I'd set the beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
I'd take from Lebanon , then , the trees , Tbe cedars fragrant , tall ancl fair , And hardened in the centuries , And these to the Holy Mount I'd bear ; Hiram should them prepare . From Opbir ' s shining sands I'd gain The yellow , choice , ancl glittering grain . Ancl these , in Mystic form , should crown The white and beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
Then , unto every shrine I'd go , Ancl to eA'ery lorn and humble grave , And to tbe prayers and tears that flow From woman meek ancl manhood brave , And orphan lone I'd have : Prayers for pure incense should arise , And tears , accepted sacrifice , This savor , such as God Avill own , Should bless the beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone !
This beautiful stone , its name should be—Tbe loving Mason knows it well'Tis writ in glory— CEABITYBest Avord the earth can tell , Best word the heavens SAVBII ! Above my iA'ory throne so bright ;—
Were I tbe Master Grand to-night—Where God and man alike may own I'd set tbe beautiful stone—The beautiful , beautiful stone