Once more unite our youthful voices,
Amidst our halls the strain to raise,
With rapid swell the heart of rejoices,
When virtue is the theme of praise.

We follow those who have trodden uprightly,
As well in sunshine as in rain,
Old boys and new, we do fashion so tightly,
Enduring links of one long chain.

CHORUS:
Virtue and Labour! There’s naught can dismay,
When God from on high sheds His light on our way,
Virtue and Labour with Heaven for our guide,
The Blue and the Gold shall be known far and wide,
The Blue and the Gold shall be ever our pride.

We love our Alma Mater dearly,
For all the blessings richly given,
The lessons she has taught so clearly,
The ceaseless care with which she’s striven.