Hosanna with a cheerful sound
To God’s upholding hand!
Ten thousand snares our path surround,
And yet secure we stand.

How wondrous is that mighty power
Which formed us with a word!
And every day and every hour,
We lean upon the Lord.

The rising morn cannot assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To take our lives away.

God is our Sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night
Beneath His sheltering wings.

Amen.