Our Alma Mater

by James Southall Wilson (Class of 1904)

Hark! the students' voices swelling
Strong and true and clear.
Alma Mater's love they're telling,
Ringing far and near.


William & Mary loved of old
Hark upon the gale,
Hear the thunder of our chorus
Alma Mater - Hail.

All thy sons are faithful to thee,
Through their College days,
Singing loud from hearts that love thee,
Alma Mater's praise.

Iron-shod or golden-sandaled
Shall the years go by
Yet our hearts shall weave about thee
Love that cannot die.

God, our Father, hear our voices
Listen to our cry;
Bless the College of our fathers,
Let her never die.