Riding on comes the King of the low­ly,
To the ci­ty of Da­vid so fair;
His dis­ci­ples are shout­ing Ho­san­na!
Waving palm branch­es in the air;
The people are ask­ing in won­der,
Who com­eth? The mul­ti­tude sing,
This is Je­sus, the Na­za­rene Teach­er,
This is Je­sus, the Pro­phet King.

Riding on comes the King in His glo­ry,
But the peo­ple still ask, Who is this?
Let us give Him our full­est al­le­giance,
Nor be­tray with a trai­tor’s kiss.
Our lives tell the worth of our mes­sage,
Tho’ lips tell the mes­sage we bring:
Love for Je­sus, the Na­za­rene Teach­er,
Love for Je­sus, the Pro­phet King.