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Wherever man is tracing
The weary ways of care,
Midst wild and desert pacing,
Or lands of softer air,
Chorus We surely know each other,
And with true words of cheer,
Each Brother hails his Brother,
And hope wings lightly there.
Wherever tears are falling,
The soul's dark, wintry rain, -
And human sighs are calling
To human hearts in vain,
We surely know each other, etc.
Wherever prayer is spoken,
In earnestness of Faith,
We're minded of the Token
That tells our Master's death.
We pray, then, for each other, etc.
Wherever man is lying
Unknowing and unknown,
There's one yet by the dying, -
He shall not die alone.
For then we know each other, etc.
Remember, if you don't see the Ashlar "A", it's not authentic.
By Brothers, For Brothers & always For the good of the craft...
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