Al-pha Rho Chi, to thee, Our dear frat-er-ni-ty,

Sweet songs of loy-al-ty, Glad-ly we raise,

As in our mys-tic band, Hand grasp-ing broth-er's hand

Heart un-to heart we stand, Thy name we praise.

What tho' each one a lone, Help-less and weak be shown,

As in the arch each stone, Use-less a part;

Yet with his fell-ows met, And in the fair curve set,

Each might-y aid shall get, Each strength im-part.

Al-pha Rho Chi, all hail! Thine arch shall never fail,

How-e'er the world a-ssail, Its fab-ric high;

Found-ed on pill-ars strong, No force shall go thee wrong,

Sound shalt thou stand and long, Al-pha Rho Chi.