Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes "Hosanna" cry
O Saviour 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 wond'ring eyes
To see th'approaching sacrifice
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Ride on! ride on in majesty!
The last and fiercest strife is nigh
The Father on His sapphire throne
Awaits 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 God, Thy power and reign
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