Tuesday, September 19, 2023

A Palm Sunday hymn

129 Tours. 7. 6. 7. 6. D.

1 When his salvation bringing,
   to Zion Jesus came,
   the children all stood singing
   hosannas to his name:
   nor did their zeal offend him,
   but as he rode along,
   he let them still attend him,
   and smiled to hear their song.

2 And since the Lord retaineth
   his love for children still,
   though now as King he reigneth
   on Zion's heav'nly hill,
   we'll flock around his banner
   who sits upon his throne,
   and cry aloud, "Hosanna
   to David's royal Son!"

3 For should we fail proclaiming
   our great Redeemer's praise,
   the stones, our silence shaming,
   would their hosannas raise.
   But shall we only render
   the tribute of our words?
   No, while our hearts are tender,
   they too shall be the Lord's.
                         John King
                        The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition

<idle musing>
For those of you who might not click through to the bio, this author is extremely obscure. All they know for sure is that he was an Englishman and that he apparently wrote five hymns. He might be the same as Joshua King, about whom we know nothing.
</idle musing>

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