Hosannah to the royal Son

Of David's ancient line!

His natures two, his person one,

Mysterious and divine.

The root of David here, we find,

And offspring is the same:

Eternity and time are joined

In our Immanuel's name.

Blest he that comes to wretched men

With peaceful news from heav'n!

Hosannahs of the highest strain

To Christ the Lord be giv'n!

Let mortals ne'er refuse to take

Th' hosannah on their tongues,

Lest rocks and stones should rise and break

Their silence into songs.