^OTRE DAME, dear Mother mine, Queen of loveliness benign. Bless me in the parting hour, Let me feel thy wondrous power.
labelling tears, fond eyes behold Radiant joys the past unrolled ; Closed the book of future ways, Leading through life's devious maze.
(jLlasp my hand within thine own. When the pathways are unknown ; Lead me onward to the goal,
In sweet purity of soul.
'hen the tempter's lure is strong, 'Mid the pleasure-loving throng, Faithful to my God and thee, Let me, Mary ever be.
Silma Mater, potent Queen, Keep my soul calm and serene, When the tempest lowers nigh. Heed my trustful, pleading cry.
J^less the College of thy name. Font of learning, Notre Dame; Grant in numbers swift increase. Prosperous days without surcease.
J^elp the graduates to be Glory of dear N. D. C. Of their College, joy and crown, Its most prized and rich renown.
MOTHER MARY EVARISTA. S. N. D.
Notre Dame College June 7th, 1927
Click tabs to swap between content that is broken into logical sections.