SILLIMAN SONG
(Dr. Paul Doltz, 1918)


Where the white sands and the coral
Kiss the dark blue southern sea;
And the palm trees tall and stately
Wave their branches in the breeze;
Stands a college, we all honor,
In our hearts without a peer;
Silliman, our Alma Mater,
Ever lovely, ever dear.

Chorus
Loyal will we be to Silliman,
Here's a cheer, boys, three times three;
Silliman, our Alma Mater,
Silliman beside the sea.

Happy days of school and college
Gliding swiftly like a dream;
When the things of life and beauty
Are more nearly what they seem;
Winning vic'tries in the classroom,
On the court, the track, the field;
Still we work for dear old Silliman,
Her honor bright to shield.

When we leave the halls of Silliman,
Roam the world o'er near and far;
Still the faith and truth she gave us
Will remain our guiding star,
O'er in high place or in lowly,
Fortune sends us joy or pain;
To our love for dear old Silliman,
Loyal shall we e'er remain.