Iron Workers Local 378

The Ironworkers Prayer
Monuments built by human hands;
Bridges, towers and building, too.
By men who work for me and you.
Men with strong and callused hands
Who toil all day upon our lands.
They work in weather dark and dreary;
When day is done they come home weary.
They work alone and with each other
And that is why they're called "Brother"
They climb where angels fear to tread
They never look down in fear or dread.
So, don't wait till the bye and bye
To say a prayer to the one on high
For men on whom we all rely,
Bless the Ironworker in the sky.
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