In the garden of the Brotherhood.

Yet each shall follow his own path,

And each shall commune with his own heart.
 

For in the Infinite Garden 

There are many and diverse flowers:

Who shall say that one is best

Because its color is purple,

Or that one is favored

Because its stalk is long and slender? 

Though the brothers

Be of different complexion,

Yet do they all toil

In the vineyard of the Earthly Mother,

And they all do lift their voices together

In praise of the Heavenly Father.

And together they break the holy bread,

And in silence share the holy meal

Of thanksgiving.
 

There shall be no peace among peoples

Til there be one garden of the brotherhood  

Over the earth.

For how can there be peace

When each man pursueth his own gain 

And doth sell his soul into slavery?

Thou, Child of Light, 

Do ye gather with thy brothers 

And then go ye forth 

To teach the ways of the Law .
To those who would hear.
He who hath found peace

With the brotherhood of man
Hath made himself
The co-worker of God

Know this peace with thy mind,
Desire this peace with thy heart,
Fulfill this peace with thy body.