Ride on, ride on in
Majesty
Hark all the tribes
Hosanna cry
O Saviour meek pursue Thy
Road
With palms and scattered
garments strewed
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
wondering eyes
To see the approaching Sacrifice
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 in
mortal pain
Then take O God Thy Power
and Reign
He knew His fate, yet He decided to embrace it all for the love of mankind
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