Hosanna! Raise the Pealing Hymn

Hosanna! raise the peal­ing hymn

To Dav­id’s Son and Lord;

With cher­ub­im and se­ra­phim

Exalt th’in­car­nate Word.

Hosanna! Lord

our fee­ble tongue

No lof­ty strains can raise:

But Thou wilt not des­pise the young

Who meek­ly chant Thy praise.

Hosanna! So­ver­eign

Pro­phet

Priest

How vast Thy gifts—how free!

Thy blood

our life—Thy Word

our feast—

Thy name

our on­ly plea.

Hosanna! Mas­ter

lo! we bring

Our of­fer­ings to Thy throne;

Not gold

nor myrrh

nor mor­tal thing

But hearts to be Thine own.

Hosanna! once Thy gra­cious ear

Approved a lisp­ing throng:

Be gra­cious still

and deign to hear

Our poor

but grate­ful song.

O Sav­ior! if

re­deemed by Thee

Thy tem­ple we be­hold;

Hosannas

through eter­ni­ty

We’ll sing to harps of gold!