1 Behold, the Lord to Zion rides,
And crowds hosannas sing;
They spread their garments in the way,
And hail Him as a king.
2 O Zion, blind with earthly pride,
Why couldst thou not behold
The Christ of God, whom sage and seer
From age to age foretold?
3 A king indeed, but not to reign
By power of earthly might;
The glory of whose royal state
Is hid from carnal sight.
4 Whose subjects are the souls of men
From thrall of darkness won;
Whose kingdom knows no bounds, within
The dawn and setting sun.
5 Behold thy king to Zion rides
Where He the cross shall bear;
And on that throne with blood bedecked,
His robe of purple wear;
6 Where slaves to sin His love shall view,
And from their bondage rise
To noble fealty, by the power
Of loving sacrifice.
|First Line:||Behold, the Lord to Zion rides|
|Title:||Behold, The Lord To Zion Rides|
|Source:||Hymns of the Early Church by John Brownlie (London: Morgan & Scott, 1913|
|Source:||Early American Tune|
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