Hail to thee, our dear ICF

School of keen and noble youth;

Here they come — to drink thy waters

From thy fountain pure of truth

They all heed — the prudent counsels

Of wise mentors leading them,

To exalted peak of greatness,

To the glorious hall of fame.

Thou art great our Alma Mater,

We thy children are great, too;

We unfurl — thy banner sublime,

And we raise thy torch aglow;

Now we sing eternal praises

For thy glory is untold,

We renew — our pledge to love thee

And thy honor we uphold.

FINALE: (Slower and Broader)

Yes, we all pledge our loyalty...

And never, never foresake thee...