1 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
As all the crowds hosanna cry;
through waving branches slowly ride,
O Savior, to be crucified.
2 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
O Christ, your triumph now begin
o'er captive death and conquered sin.
3 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
The angel armies in the sky
look down with sad and wondering eyes
to see the approaching sacrifice.
4 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
Your last and fiercest foe defy;
bow your meek head to mortal pain,
then take, O God, your power and reign.
