(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

1

Hosanna, loud hosanna, The little children sang;

Thru pillared court and temple The lovely anthem rang;

To Jesus, who had blessed them Close folded to His breast,

The children sang their praises, The simplest and the best.

2

From Olivet they followed ‘Mid an exultant crowd,

The victor palm branch waving, And chanting clear and loud;

The Lord of men and angels Rode on in lovely state,

Nor scorned that little children Should on His bidding wait.

3

“Hosanna in the highest!” That ancient song we sing,

For Christ is our Redeemer, The Lord of heav’n our King;

O may we ever praise Him With heart and life and voice,

And in His blissful presence Eternally rejoice!