SCHOOL  ANTHEM ..............

 

Saintly Martin we have learnt 

From the holy path you trod

How your heart with ardour burnt 

For the vision of your God

 

 

When you gazed upon the cross

You beheld the saviours' death

How your spirit felt the loss

How you longed to die instead

 

In the sick, the weak, the poor

You beheld the friends of Christ

And you hastened to the door

Where affliction held its tryst