Faith, with divine and heavenward eye,
Pointing to radiant realms of bliss,
Shed here thy sweet benignity,
And crown our works with happiness;
Hope! too, with bosom void of fear,
Still on thy steadfast anchor lean;
Oh, shed thy balmy influence here,
And fill our breasts with joy serene.
And thou, fair Charity! whose smile
Can bid the heart forget its woe,
Whose hand can misery's care beguile,
And kindness' sweetest boon bestow,
Here shed thy sweet soul-soothing ray;
Soften our hearts, thou power divine!
Bid the warm gem of pity play,
With sparkling luster, on our shrine.
Thou, who art thron'd 'midst dazzling light,
And wrapp'd in brilliant robes of gold,
Whose flowing locks of silv'ry white
Thy age and honor both unfold,
Genius of Masonry! descend,
And guide our steps by thy strict law;
Oh, swiftly to our temple bend,
And fill our breasts with solemn awe.
An address may then be delivered by any brother appointed for the occasion. After which the Grand Chaplain pronounces the benediction, and the Grand Lodge is closed in ample form.
