erefore we are to relieve the distressed,
put the wanderer into his way, and divide our bread with the hungry,
which is but the way of doing good to ourselves; for we are all
members of one great family, and the hurt of one means the injury of
all.

This profound and reverent faith from which, as from a never-failing
spring, flow heroic devotedness, moral self-respect, authentic
sentiments of fraternity, inflexible fidelity in life and effectual
consolation in death, Masonry has at all times religiously taught.
Perseveringly it has propagated it through the centuries, and never
more zealously than in our age. Scarcely a Masonic discourse is
pronounced, or a Masonic lesson read, by the highest officer or the
humblest lecturer, that does not earnestly teach this one true
religion which is the very soul of Masonry, its basis and apex, its
light and power. Upon that faith it rests; in that faith it lives and
labors; and by that faith it will conquer at last, when the noises and
confusions of today have followed the tangled feet that made them.

II

Out of this simple faith grows, by inevitable logic, the philosophy
which Masonry teaches in signs and symbols, in pictures and parables.
Stated briefly, stated vividly, it is that behind the pageant of
nature, in it and over it, there is a Supreme Mind which initiates,
impels, and controls all. That behind the life of man and its pathetic
story in history, in it and over it, there is a righteous Will, the
intelligent Conscience of the Most High. In short, that the first and
last thing in the universe is mind, that the highest and deepest thing
is conscience, and that the final reality is the absoluteness of love.
Higher than that faith cannot fly; deeper than that thought cannot
dig.

/P
No deep is deep enough to show
The springs whence being starts to flow.
No fastness of the soul reveals
Life's subtlest impulse and appeals.
We seem to come, we seem to go;
But whence or whither who can know?
Unemptiable, unfillable,
It's all in that one syllable--
God! Only God. God first, God last.
God, infinitesimally vast;
God who is love, love which is God,
The rootless, everflowering rod!
P/

There is but one real alternative to this philosophy. It is not
atheism--which is seldom more than a revulsion from
superstition--because the adherents of absolute atheism are so few, if
any, and its intellectual position is too precarious ever to be a
menace.