Humble King upon a colt
Appearing as was told;
The masses amassed
To beckon Him,
Not expecting what they beheld.
Not in might,
Not in power;
No crown or sword,
He entered enroute…
Expectant crowd crying out
Hosanna!

 
Hosanna
To a King
Sentenced to death;
Hosanna
To the One who would die.
Hosanna
To He who came in peace;
Hosanna
To the One
They would quickly deny.
Hosanna!
His praise, for a moment, lifted high!
Hosanna.

 
Coming King upon a white horse,
His appearing, they shall behold;
The masses remaining,
His beckoning past,
Not understanding what they were told
Of the time, ’til it comes…
In power and might,
Weilding His crown and sword;
Enroute to fulfill,
His glory revealed,
The coming of the Powerful One
Prophecy’s course long run.

 
Hosanna!
Hosanna…
Woe to those who will not receive
The King who has overcome death;
Woe, they reject
He who made way
To receive His payment of debt;
Woe to behold His face
When prophecy’s end is kept.
Hosanna,
His name forever raised high;
Hosanna to the One who chose to die.
Hosanna to the One who lives…
Hosanna!

                                         A.D.W.

April 2007