All praise to God from old and young,
O, magnify His name,
Before His throne be praises sung,
With hymns His power proclaim.
He whom the sun and stars obey,
Who made the earth so fair,
Gives grace and strength for every day

To us, His name who bear.
With anvil, hammer, vice and wrench,
St. Dunstan toiled by day,
At Blacksmith’s forge and workmen’s bench,
To labour was to pray.
By night within his quiet cell,
With artist’s brush and pen,
He wrote the sacred page to tell
Of God’s great love to men.

St. Dunstan’s memory let us keep,
St. Dunstan’s school hold dear,
With love unfeigned and purpose deep,
With mind and conscience clear.
Let us, like him, with brain and hand
Serve God through all our days,
Nor cease at duty’s post to stand,
His banner high to raise.