Last Night I Knelt where Hiram Knelt
And took an obligation,
And now I'm closer to my God,
For I'm a Master Mason.

The heretofore my fellowmen seemed
Each one like the other,
Today I search each one apart,
I'm looking for "My Brother".

And as I feel his friendly grip
It fills my heart with pride
I know that while I'm on the square
That he in on my side.

His footsteps on my errand go
If I should such require,
His prayer will plead in my behalf
If I should such desire.

My words are safe within his breast
As though within my own,
His hand forever on my back
To help me safely home.

Good counsel whispers in my ear
And warns of any danger,
By square and Compass, 'Tis Brother now!"
Who once would call me stranger.

I might have lived a moral life
And risen to distinction
Without my Brother's helping hand
And the fellowship of Masons;

But God who knows how hard it is
To resist life's temptations
Knows why I knelt where Hiram knelt
And took that obligation.