The Thrill (Alma Mater)
There is a thrill of spirit which love imparts
When turn our thoughts to Kenyon's glory;
Both old and young with single tongue
Unite to sing our Alma Mater's story.
Then let our songs ascend in unison!
Our loyal hearts avow no other.
It unifies, it never dies,
The love of Kenyon, our mother.
Thy beauty strikes a chord of harmony,
And lends us to our high endeavor;
Thy glorious name, thy spotless fame,
We'll cherish in our hearts forever.