The Temple has fallen To dust and decay; The Spirit departed -- And flown away. As the waves are silent Along the shore, Your voice is still -- Forevermore. The wondrous beauty Of the Sky and Tree In the Morning Glow -- No more wil you See. No more to Hear The bird on the wing, Or with rapture Listen -- To all Nature sing. To Smell the rose That perfumes the air Will never more -- Be yours to share. The Heart is still Within the Breast, No more Love -- The Ones held best. No, never again Will you Feel the Grip Of the Master Mason -- In good Fellowship. The Sun has set Low in the West, And now you Sleep -- In Eternal Rest. This Mortal Coil You have set aside For the Celestial Lodge -- Where you now Abide. Your destiny now Has been fulfilled, And you are Home -- As GOD has Willed. But still you live In the Heart and Mind Of the Brethren here -- That you left behind. So, rest you well, Your Labor is o'er, And we'll meet again -- On that distant Shore.SEND Your Comments
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