1 See from Bethany advancing
Joyful throngs by Jesus led;
Loud hosannas rend the heavens,
Garments rich His pathway spread;
Shout, ye saints! your triumph sing;
Blessed is the coming King,
Blessed is the coming King.
2 Now the sacred gates are lifted,
Zion’s King is passing through;
All the glory of the city
And the temple rise to view.
Zion, shout! your Saviour own,
David’s Son, on David’s throne,
David’s Son, on David’s throne.
3 Sad, ah, sad the changeful morrow,
Bitter scorn for ardent praise;
They who’d build a throne of splendor,
Now a cruel cross upraise.
Yet, O Zion, triumph sing!
Christ betrayed is Saviour, King,
Christ betrayed is Saviour, King.
4 See! the temple veil is rending,
Mountains quake, the dead arise,
Darkness hides the day’s full glory,
Lightnings fill the black-ended skies.
Still, O Zion, triumph sing!
Christ, tho’ crucified, is King,
Christ, tho’ crucified, is King.
5 From His lowly tomb are rolling
Sealéd rock and midnight gloom;
O’er the realm of death victorious,
Christ, the risen Lord, has come.
Shout, ye ransomed! praises sing,
Christ, the risen Lord, is King,
Christ, the risen Lord, is King.
Source: Young People's Songs of Praise #27
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