I AM THE WIFE OF A SHRINER

A man far more precious than gold;

His talents and virtues are finer

And more than can ever be told.

He is jolly and gay – kind and friendly,

He still loves to frolic and play;

He follows the Law and the Golden Rule

From morning ‘til night every day.

He is proud of the Shriners fez he wears,

With the Crescent and Scimitar pin,

And I as the wife of a Shriner rejoice

That he is kindhearted within.

To help crippled children get well again

Is his heartwarming labor of love;

It makes him feel buoyant and young again

With the blessings of Heaven above.

Yes, I’m proud, as the wife of a Shriner,

That gem of a man is he;

And I’m grateful beyond all recounting

That God gave this Shriner to me.