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CEREMONIAL FOE A LODGE OF SORROW. 59?<br />

of our sorrow and regret, under these funereal arches, before<br />

these palpable evidences of the nothingness of our own nature<br />

and the immensity of God, let every selfish and sinful thought be'<br />

forever buried. Let us renew the oath of forgetfulness of all<br />

and injuries that may have been inflicted upon us. May<br />

peace and concord imbue the heart of every brother of our beloved<br />

rite, and may all controversies and inimical sentiments be ban-<br />

ished now and forever. May hope, joy, and unity be proclaimed<br />

throughout all our temples, and before the cycle of another year<br />

shall come, let perfect peace and union be, and abide with us continually.<br />

May<br />

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we, as Masons, never be estranged in vain and empty differences,<br />

and henceforward be inspired by an ardent devotion to<br />

the interest of our country, Masonry, and universal humanity.<br />

All. So mote it be.<br />

Adon. The seed dies, and out of its death springs the seed of<br />

the new wheat. Farewell, my brother.<br />

* * * *<br />

Adon. Behold, I will show you a mystery. We shall not all<br />

sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinklin-<br />

of an eye, at the last trump ; so when this corruption shall put<br />

on incorruption, and this mortal shall put on immortality, then<br />

shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: "Death is<br />

swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy stino- ? O «rave<br />

where is thy victory ?"<br />

The will of God is accomplished. Let us now return to our<br />

labors and brighter scenes. Our duty is here completed. Let us<br />

now rejoice that our brother has been raised from his prostrate<br />

Mate and admitted to the Perfect Lodge above.<br />

• * * * *<br />

Weep no more ! He is not dead.<br />

On the earth he rests his head<br />

But his spirit everywhere,<br />

Like the sunlight, fills the aii<br />

R W. May the blessing of our Father who is in Heaven rest<br />

apon us all, now and forevermoie.<br />

R.'. W.\ now closea Lodge of P.-. M.\

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