When the Master calls to order
And you look about the room
You're sure to see some faces
That from the shadows loom;
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They are always at the Meetings
And stay 'til they are through;
The ones that I would mention
Are the, 'Always Faithful Few.'
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They fill the vacant offices
As they are always on the spot,
No matter what the weather
Though it may be awful hot.
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It may be dark and rainy,
But they are tried and true;
The ones that you rely on
Are the, 'Always Faithful Few.'
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There are many worthy Members
Who will come when in the mood,
When everything's convenient
They can do the Craft much good;
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They have knelt around our altar
And are necessary, too;
But the ones who never fail us
Are the, 'Always Faithful Few.'
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If it were not for these Brothers
Who put their shoulders to the wheel,
And keep our Lodges moving forward
So their light they may reveal,
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The Craft could never flourish,
Its work it could not do,
It would shrink and slowly perish
But for these, 'Always Faithful Few.'
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