Let the halls of Schuyler ring raise your voices up and sing
In precious harmony.
It draws its strength from diversity
setting aside all adversity;
It gathers our gifts and allows them to flourish;
It touches our talents trying to nourish each one.

Schuyler, Schuyler,
To whom much is given, much is required
Schuyler, Schuyler
You'll never know what dreams you're inspired
For all you're given, for all you're done
We raise our voices, everyone,
Philippa Schuyler, in praise to you.

Words: George Kisner
Music: Roy A. Prescod
(former teachers at Schuyler)