'Tis JESUS comes, Incarnate GOD,
With palms and chants of victory.
O blest be He that cometh
In the Name of the LORD,
For ever and for ever
May His Name be adored.
To captives He will bring release,
And to the lost glad tidings send,
To Pagan hearts His voice speak peace,
From sea to sea His reign extend.
O blest be He, etc.
They cast their clothes beneath the feet
Of Him Who cometh unto them,
With palms and loud Hosannas greet
His entry to Jerusalem.
The children join the mighty throng,
Each waves a branch of palm on high,
They catch the echoes of the song,
And to His praise Hosanna cry.
O blest be He, etc.
Oh, Zion's daughter, great thy joy
To see Thy Monarch's triumph hour,
Soon, soon, He shall thy foes destroy,
And manifest Salvation's power.
What though His Death and Passion sore Are ever pictured to His eyes,
Yet for the joy that goes before,
He doth that cross and shame despise.
O blest be He that cometh
In the Name of the LORD,
For ever and for ever
May His Name be adored.