1 O bride of Christ, rejoice!
Exultant raise thy voice
To hail the day of glory,
Foretold in sacred story.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

2 Let shouts of gladness rise
Triumphant to the skies.
Now comes the King most glorious
To reign o'er all victorious.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

3 He wears no kingly crown,
Yet as a King He's known;
Though not arrayed in splendor,
He makes the grave surrender.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

4 The weak and timid find
Him gentle, good, and kind;
To them He gives a treasure
Of bliss beyond all measure.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

5 Then go thy Lord to meet;
Strew palm-leaves at His feet;
Thy garments spread before Him,
And honor and adore Him.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

6 Thy heart now open wide,
Bid Christ with thee abide;
He graciously will hear thee,
And be forever near thee.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.

7 E'en the babes with one accord
With thee shall praise the Lord,
And every Gentile nation
Respond with exultation.
Sing hosanna, praise and glory,
Our King, we bow before Thee.