The poem "I Sat In Lodge With You" by Wilbur D. Nesbit emphasizes the profound sense of brotherhood and fellowship inherent in Masonic lodges. It articulates how the shared experience of being in lodge fosters connections among members, eliminating feelings of isolation and creating a welcoming environment. The phrase "I sat in lodge with you" serves as a powerful reminder of unity, transcending geographical boundaries and offering comfort during challenging times. Nesbit reflects on the emotional support provided by Masonic ties, suggesting that these bonds remain strong even in the face of life's adversities. The poem concludes with a hopeful vision of reunion in the afterlife, where members will greet each other joyfully, reinforcing the enduring nature of Masonic brotherhood. This work highlights the importance of camaraderie and the lasting impact of shared experiences within the Masonic community.
December 16th, 2025
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There is a saying filled with cheer,Which calls a man to fellowship.It means as much for him to hear As lies within the brothers grip. Nay, more! It opens wide the wayTo friendliness sincere and true;There are no strangers when you sayTo me: “I sat in lodge with you.” When that is said, then I am known;There is not questioning or doubt;I need not walk my path alone Nor from my fellows be shut out. Those words hold all of brotherhoodAnd help me face the world anew–something deep and rich and goodIn this: “I sat in lodge with you:’ Though in far lands one needs must roamBy sea and shore and hill and plain,Those words bring him a touch of homeAnd lighten tasks that seem in vain. Men’s faces are no longer strangeBut seem as he always knewWhen some one rings the joyous changeWith his: “I sat in lodge with you.” So you, my brother, now and thenHave often put me in your debtBy showing forth to other menThat you your friends do not forget. When all the world seems gray and coldAnd I am weary, worn and blue,Then comes this golden thought I hold-You said-. “I sat in lodge with you.” When to the last great lodge you fareMy prayer is that I may beOne of your friends who wait you there,Intent your smiling face to see. We, with the warder at the gate,Will have a pleasant task to do;We’ll call, though you come soon or late:” Come in! We sat in lodge with you!”