Thursday, November 15, 2012

Priests to God

Priests to God! In distant
Did we tend the altar fire,
Where the pyramids of sages
Rose to say--"Lo! we aspire"--?

Were our hearts in consecration
On those altars purified,
That in future incarnation
Ne'er the Faith should be denied?

Priests to God! The vaulted arches
Of the heaven's lofty dome
Form the temple-close, where marches
Man to his eternal home.

Let us bear our tapers, lighted
At the altars of the East;
Keep the Faith that once we plighted,
Clad in spotless robe of priest.

Brothers, let us humbly labor
As God's earthly temple throws
Light divine on friend and neighbor,
Till each looks aloft and knows;--

Knows the sanctity of living,
Knows the Holy Place within,
Knows the incense born of giving
Life itself, to save from sin.

Priests and Brothers, death may sever
Ties that bind us to this sod,
But the Temple stands forever,
And we serve, as Priests to God.

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