HOSANNA!

Some palms are strewn at Your feet, Some palms are raised on high. The people gathered round you, “Hosanna to the King” they cry!
Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna! What is this all about?
They love and welcome You as King and later, “Crucify” they shout!
How often, Lord, have we betrayed Your love and truth and grace And yet You keep on calling us to meet You “face to face”.
And as we cry Hosanna, Lord, and wave our branches high, We thank you, King and Saviour for our Salvation You did die.
May we never again betray you! Your grace and love revere. May our Hosannas forever be sweet music to Your ear.

By Kerryn