Sweet Hosannas

O why should not the child­ren sing

Their praise to Him who made us free

Till all their songs and serv­ice blend

With those beside the crys­tal sea.

Sing sweet ho­san­nas!

Mingling love with lof­ti­est praise;

Sing sweet ho­sa­nnas

Till in Heav­en the song we raise.

Sing of His love and ten­der care

That leads their young and way­ward feet

In ways of right and paths of peace

To liv­ing streams and pas­tures sweet.

Sing in a loud and joy­ful lay

Our blest Re­deem­er’s wor­thy praise

And in their songs and tri­umphs share

The glo­ries of His works and ways.