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 triumph now begin
Over captive death and conquered sin
Ride on, ride on, in majesty
The winged squadrons of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see the approaching sacrifice
Ride on, ride on, in majesty
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh
The Father, on His sapphire throne
Expects 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