Last Night I Knelt Where Hiram Knelt

                        Last night I knelt where Hiram knelt                 My words are safe within his breast

                        And took an obligation,                                      As though within my own;

                        Today I’m closer to “God”                                 His hand forever at my back,

                        And I am a Master Mason.                                 To help me safely home.

                        Though heretofore my fellowmen                       Good counsels whisper in my ear.

                        Seemed I searched each one apart,                    By square and compass brother now

                        I’m looking for “My Brother,”                           Who once would call me a stranger.        

                       And as I feel his friendly grip,                              I might have lived a moral life,       

                       It fills my heart with pride;                                  And risen to distinction

                       I know that while I’m on the square                   Without my brothers helping hand 

                      That he is on my side.                                           And fellowship of Masons.

                      His footsteps on my errand go                              But “God” who knows how hard it is

                      If I should such require                                        To resist life’s temptations    

                     His prayers will plead in my behalf                       Knows why I knelt where Hiram knelt

                     If I should so desire                                               And took that Obligation.