Ride On, Ride On, In Majesty!
Hark! All The Tribes Hosanna Cry.
O Savior Meek, Pursue Thy Road,
With Palms And Scattered Garments Strowed.
Ride On, Ride On, In Majesty!
In Lowly Pomp Ride On To Die.
O Christ, Thy Triumphs Now Begin
O’er Captive Death And Conquered Sin.
Ride On, Ride On, In Majesty!
The Angel Armies Of The Sky
Look Down With Sad And Wondering Eyes
To See The Approaching Sacrifice.
Ride On, Ride On, In Majesty!
Thy Last And Fiercest Strife Is Nigh;
The Father On His Sapphire Throne
Expects His Own Anointed Son.
Ride On, Ride On, In Majesty!
In Lowly Pomp Ride On To Die.
Bow Thy Meek Head To Mortal Pain.
Then Take, O Christ, Thy Power And Reign.
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