Beneath the oaks, amid the cane,
my thoughts are always turning back again
to the gentle place that formed my youth
where I learned to seek and discern the truth.
A place of study and a place of play;
the place where I made the friends I love today,
where excellence we pursued and gained,
beneath the oaks, amid the cane.
We stretched our minds and our bodies too,
as we sought the limits of what we could do,
in lab and class, on field or court,
for the love of learning or the joy of sport.
At times the work was hard, the play it was intense,
but as we grew, it gave us confidence
that there’s no height that we cannot attain,
beneath the oaks, amid the cane.
God grant His blessing on this place,
guard and preserve it by His grace.
In work and play His blessing give;
that in His Kingdom may its meaning live.
Make us gentle, generous, truthful and kind
with gallant courage in both heart and mind,
that our blessed fellowship may long remain
beneath the oaks, amid the cane.
Written by Dr. Arthur White