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CLOSING ODE
Now the evening shadows closing, Warm from toil to peaceful rest, Mystic arts and rights reposing, Sacred in each faithful breast. God of Light! whose love unceasing, Doth to all Thy works extend, Crown our Order with Thy blessing, Build; sustain us to the end. |
Humbly now we bow before Thee Grateful for Thy aid Divine; Everlasting power and glory, Mighty Architect! be Thine. SO MOTE IT BE. |
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