“Hosanna unto David’s Son!”
The Hebrew offspring cry;
“Hosanna to the lowly One!”
The Gentile youth reply.

“Hosanna for His blessings given!”
Sang such as felt His hand;
“Hosanna,” touched by Him from Heaven,
Sings our still blessed band.

Bright with the face of God, He shows
Our angels’ guardian ranks;
Hosanna! as to them He goes,
We greet Him with our thanks.

From east to west, in shrines of praise,
As in the courts above,
We children our hosannas raise,
He breathed for us such love!

Kingdom, of which He said we are,
Below or in the skies,
Come shine in glory thence afar,
Until our spirits rise!