The Celestial Record
By Rob Morris1852
Written in Heaven What he has given!
Placed on the records in letters of gold
Read by the spirits, Judges of merits
Some day the name to us all will be told.
Meantime let silence,
Free from all violence,
Drop its mute veil o'er the face of the man
Seek not to show it
Strive not to know it
Go and do likewise, ye Brothers who can.
Blest was the offering
Voices of suffering
Hushed under sympathy noble as that
Tear drops were trailing
Sighs and bewailing,
And tear drops and sorrow the orphans forget.
England, our Mother,
Toward thee each Brother
Reverently turns at this noble emprise,
This makes the cable
Holy and stable,
Binding our Lodges forever, he cries.
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Finally, today, received my ring.
Its so beautiful....
Brother Airton, Brazil
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