125 Years at the Edge In Knowledge

Hail! dear old NCE, bow to her call; For men who are leaders do answer her roll. With voices resounding we'll sing of her glory, the pride that we feel at the sound of her name.

Alma Mater, we praise thee, the ground whereon you stand,Since eighteen hundred eighty-four, o'er looking the land. We'll always stand by you, to you we pledge our might;Here do we give our all for the crimson and white.
          --James C. Peet

To Alma Mater fair and great, our voices now we raise. Our gratitude we demonstrate, your steady voice we praise.

Your challenge on us never fails, a world of knowledge calls. In heart and mind, our trust we'll bind to our NJIT.

We'll hold your memory ever dear, your spirit we'll revere. To you we'll promise loyalty, our own NJIT.