A HYMN FOR PALM SUNDAY
Ride on,
ride on in majesty!
Hear all the
tribes hosanna cry;
O Saviour
meek, pursue thy road
With palms
and scattered garments strowed.
Ride on,
ride on in majesty!
In lowly
pomp ride on to die.
O Christ, thy
triumphs now begin
O’er captive
death and conquered sin.
Ride on,
ride on in majesty!
The hosts of
angels in the sky
Look down
with sad and wond’ring eyes
To see th’approaching
sacrifice.
Ride on,
ride on in majesty!
Thy last and
fiercest strife is nigh.
The Father
on his sapphire throne
Awaits his
own anointed Son.
Ride on,
ride on in majesty!
In lowly
pomp ride on to die,
Bow thy meek
head to mortal pain,
Then take, O
Christ, thy pow’r and reign.
By Henry Hart Milman, 1827
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