“Ave Alma Mater”

Where the prairie’s golden glory
Spreads beneath the matchless sky,
And the sparking waters falling
Toss their rainbow mist on high,
Stands a citadel of learning
Guarding knowledge, truth and right,
From its watch-tower ever beaming
Golden pathways through the night.

Ave, Ave Alma Mater
Voices ringing loud and bold,
Sing the glory of your story
Of your banners blue and gold.