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A Masonic Funeral Service
Courtesy of
Mount Scopus Lodge A.F.& A.M., Malden, Massachusetts
A Masonic Funeral Service
Chaplain
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted in me?
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him who is the health of my countenance and my God.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil; he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in, from this time forth, and even forevermore.
Master
My Brethren, the roll of the workmen has been called, and one Master Mason has not answered to his name. He has
laid down the working tools of the Craft and with them he has left that mortal part for which he no longer has use. His
labors here below have taught him to divest his heart and conscience of the vices and superfluities of life, thereby
fitting his mind as a living stone for that spiritual building -- that house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
Strengthened in his labors here by faith in God, and confident of expectation of immortality, he has sought admission
to the Celestial Lodge above.
(Here the Master reads the Sacred Roll. The Sacred Roll should be in the following form:)
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