*”ones” after 1988
Howe, Alma Mater loyal sons* we stand
To pledge our love to thee with heart and hand
Faithful are we throughout this life ’till death
We’ll sing thy praises with our latest breath.
Thy love so kind hath led us in the past,
In thy fair walls our happy lot was cast,
And day by day as down life’s path we trod
Thy wholesome guidance brought us nearer God.
Now year by year as we our way pursue,
Recall to us thy teaching ever true.
Refresh us daily whereso e’re we be.
All through this life we gladly look to thee.
Once more before thine altar low we bend,
Pledging our deep devotion without end,
Hear thy true sons* as joyous voice we raise,
Howe Alma Mater, Thine be all our praise.
The following song is NOT the Alma Mater,
but was sung occasionally at events like the
Boar’s Head Dinner and Commencement.
“Dear Old Howe”
Sing a song of dear old Howe, Boys,
Raise the chorus high;
Roll her praises o’er the country, send them to the sky.
Lift the chorus, speed it onward over hill and dale!
Hail to thee, our alma mater,
Hail to Howe, all hail!
Here we stand for right and justice, now and evermore,
Inspiration, mind and body, Wisdom’s sacred lore.