O God who’s strong and pure and true
Before thy feet we bow;
The grace of earlier years renew
and lead us onward now.
The joyous life that year by year
Within these walls is stored,
The golden hope, the gladsome cheer
We bring to thee, O God
In paths our bravest ones have trod.
O make us strong to go.
That we may give our lives, to God,
In serving man below.