MY MOTHER LODGELodge Thistle No.127
My Mother Lodge thou art so dear Masonic Light I first saw here It's Mystic secrets, to me given Dear Brethren -- of One Two Seven,
What joyful hours herein are mine With Brotherhood so sweet divine All evil thoughts are rent and riven Dear Brethren -- of One Two Seven.
Each emblem set before my eyes Is purity, without disguise All wickedness is backwards driven A loyal hearts of One Two Seven.
Let all the goodness each one hears Accompany us to outer spheres And from the Temple spread the abroad The works and wonders of our God.
Here wealth and rank fade out of sight Before that pure Masonic Light So Mote It Be, until in Heaven Are gathered all of One Two Seven.
by Brother John Haining, 127. | MORE HISTORICAL NOTES |