Ride On in Majesty

1Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Hark, all the tribes Hosanna cry;
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed.

2Ride 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.

3Ride on! ride on in majesty!
The winged squadrons of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see th'approaching sacrifice.

4Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take,
O God,
Thy power, and reign.