To the tune of "My Country Tis of Thee"
Now our evening's work is done,
Then let us ev'ry one,
Join in a song.
Long may our Order stand
Foremost in this free land,
Ready with heart and hand
To right each wrong. 

We have a mission great,
True to our Church and State,
Onward we move.
We dry the mourner's tear,
The tired heart we cheer,
Faith in our works appear,
Upheld by Love.