They are not based on what the world sees as treasure
Ours are made up of things that cannot be measured
It's not what's on the outside of a man that is important to us
It's the content of his heart and how he lives, that wins our trust
God never intended for us to be alone, but part of a team
We are hard wired to be happier that way, it seems
Humans function better as a part of a larger herd
And we work our best when we live by God's word
That what’s we teach here at Longstreet each day
Masonry is the tool that we use to guide a man that way
We have similar life goals and we work together as a team
We laugh and cry as one, and we move towards a common dream
That's how it works in this Masonic Lodge of good men
If you hurt one of us, you have started a battle that you will not win
You might as well pack yourself a big and hearty lunch
Because you will have issues with this entire bunch
It's hard to explain what makes our bond together so strong
Why do friendships that are made here last so long?
Is it the words that we memorize and say over again?
Or is it just that we are here for each other, through thick and thin
Our little country Lodge is a prime example of what can be done
When men put aside the whims of the world and work as one
That was the way that King Solomon built the temple for the Master
With brothers working in harmony, laying stone, mortar and plaster
So many visitors have come through our doors over the years
And there's one common word that they all leave in our ears
And that is, we make them feel like they're at home at our place
They left us a little happier, for being treated with style and grace
They took away a feeling that they were welcome, from the start
And you cannot fake that, it must truly come from the heart
It's not the building that gave that gift to those men
It's the people that made them want to come back again
Our Lodge is not just a structure that keeps us dry and warm
It's our place of comfort, where we fear no harm
In a world filled with those who would have things their way
We find rest, where our brothers actually care what we say
Why do things go right in our Lodge, there must be a reason
God teaches us that to everything there is a season
A time to reap and a time to sow, a time to work and a time to play
We seem to have found that balance here, in our own special way
We are part of something much bigger when we come to this place
We are reminded that we are sons of the living God, in every way
We honor Our Lord when we start our meetings with prayer
And we end as better men, when we walk down these stairs
This building is old and she demands much care to keep her going
But she returns our kindness when we leave her knowing
That she will be here next week where she stands as a friend
To welcome us through her doors as sons who are home again
