A Hymn for Mary Baldwin
Melody: Scandinavian Folk Song
To these halls where Wisdom reckons,
To these hills where Beauty dwells;
Where the search for Learning beckons,
Where its tumult never quells
Here we bring our childhood visions
Stirring in the quest for Truth;
Here we forge the mind’s decisions
Tempered by the faith of youth.
Friendship, honor, sorrow, laughter
Are the ways by which we learn.
Knowledge first, then wisdom after,
Love that seeks not for return.
When we reach the last tomorrow
Of our days in class, on field
We will know how we must borrow,
Mary Baldwin, from thy yield.
Written by Mary Baldwin Professor Emeritus of Music Gordon Page