Sing Hosanna! Zion, sing!
David’s Son thy gates is nearing.
Hail the triumph of thy King;
Set the throne for his appearing;
Strew thy palms; prepare the way:
Lo, He comes to thee today.
Hail! Hosanna! Welcome Thou!
Come; behold, we go to meet Thee;
Low before Thy feet we bow,
With our hearts arrayed to greet Thee.
Enter, Lord, within our gates,
Where a welcome for Thee waits.
Hail! Hosanna! Glorious King,
Prince of Peace and Victor splendid!
Thou to all Thine own wilt bring
All the spoils of conflict ended.
Thine the right, exalted, sure,
And Thy kingdom shall endure.
Hail! Hosanna! Dearest Guest,
Who dost graciously elect us
Joint heirs in Thy kingdom blest,
Reign Thou in us and protect us.
Make us ready to obey,
Subject to Thy scepter’s sway.
Hail! Hosanna! Lord, make haste;
Come, Thy clemency revealing,
Not in servant’s form abased,
Nor Thy majesty concealing;
Come, that Zion now may see
David’s Son, and God’s, in Thee.
Hail! Hosanna! Come, O Christ;
Help and prosper, we implore Thee,
So there can be sacrificed
Truly contrite hearts before Thee.
Whoso will Thy voice regard
Thou wilt own as Thine, O Lord.
Hail! Hosanna! Here with Thee
In Gethsemane we wander,
Till at last our lot shall be
Evermore to praise Thee yonder.
Bethphage before us lies
Where Hosannas ever rise.
Far and near hosannas heard!
Haste Thine advent, O Lord Jesus!
O Thou Blessed of the Lord,
Wilt stand there and not release us.
Hail! Hosanna! Dost Thou hear?
Yea, Hosanna! Thou art near!
— B. Schmolcke; translated by A. Ramsey
The Instructor, December 1958
“Sing Hosannas,” photo of Stanley Joe Lee (age 6), of St. Ignatius, Montana,
who to that date had a perfect record of attendance
at Sunday School and Primary