Hosanna! raise the pealing hymn

To David’s Son and Lord;

With cherubim and seraphim

Exalt th’ incarnate Word.

2 Hosanna! Lord, our feeble tongue

No lofty strains can raise:

But thou wilt not despise the young

Who meekly chant thy praise.

3 Hosanna! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest,

How vast thy gifts, how free!

Thy Blood, our life; thy Word, our feast;

Thy Name, our only plea.

4 Hosanna! Master, lo! we bring

Our offerings to thy throne;

Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,

But hearts to be thine own.

5 Hosanna! once thy gracious ear

Approved a lisping throng;

Be gracious still, and deign to hear

Our poor but grateful song.

6 O Saviour, if, redeemed by thee,

Thy temple we behold,

Hosannas through eternity

We’ll sing to harps of gold.