Theta Chi Hymn
By: Michael Bacon
Weary traveler, though you wonder why,
The Lord will walk beside you and always be your guide,
Down the paths of darkness, truly you will roam,
Weary traveler, the Lord will lead you home.
Storm tossed sailor, rest your tired soul,
For he will surely steer you, past every rocky shore,
Through the nights of darkness, midst the raging seas,
Storm tossed sailor, the lord will bring you peace
For Alma Mater, and virtue we will stand,
Let bonds of brotherhood lend a helping hand,
Searching brother, though your work is hard,
The lord is watching over and found trouble he will guard,
Though guest for knowledge, sometimes takes its toll,
Searching brother, he will make you whole, the lord will make you whole.