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Alma Mater | ||||||||||||
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by John Brown Watson (1929) |
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State College, we greet thee with love and devotion; Our hearts and our treasures we bring to thy shrine With arms that are strong from all harm to defend thee; Thy name shall we cherish, dear mother of mine. We talk through this wide world in peace and with courage; We gained while we sat at thy glorified seat We come when thou call'st us to battle, dear mother; And cast all we have at thy glorified feet. REFRAIN Alma Mater, we love thee, we love thee, dear mother; And all that we have we cast down at thy feet We breathed thou great spirit and learned more of wisdom; More truth through the vistas of life can we see. The work of thy hand as it guided our footsteps; With faith thou did'st teach as we sat by thy knee No more shall we wonder who gave thee they powers; No one but our God can bestow such a gift We step with heart-strokes today, and forever; Thy flag to the breezes of heaven we lift. |
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