Lyrics by Frederick Jarmon '43 Music Arrangement Harriet N. Gibbons '45

Hail to Our Alma Mater, Dear is Her Name, And there shall be no other to Surpass Her fame. Hers is the hand that guides us day after day, And she will stand beside us, when we go on our way.

MAY BLESSINGS BE UPON HER, SHEPHERD OF YOUTH;

She holds the seat of Honor, in the hall of truth.

MEM'RIES OF HER SHALL NEVER FADE FROM OUR HEARTS,

AND WE WILL PRAISE HER EVER, FOR THE LOVE SHE IMPARTS.

SING EV'RY VOICE TOGETHER, LET ECHOES RISE.

Hail to our Alma Mater, shout to the skies.

HOLDING THE TORCH OF WISDOM, SHE LEADS THE WAY

CLASPING THE HAND OF FREEDOM, AS SHE MARCHES ALONG.