Palm Sunday

Today, the first two verses of the hymn,

No tramp of soldiers’ marching feet
with banners and with drums,
no sound of music’s martial beat—
“The King of glory comes!”
To greet what pomp of kingly pride
no bells in triumph ring,
no city gates swing open wide:
“Behold, behold your King!”

And yet he comes. The children cheer;
with palms his path is strown.
With every step the cross draws near—
the King of glory’s throne.
Astride a colt he passes by
as loud hosannas ring,
or else the very stones would cry
“Behold, behold your King!”

Read the rest where it’s “reprinted” with permission at WQOTW

UPDATE: The tune associated with the lyrics by the author is the venerable KINGFOLD. CLICK below to play (if you have an mp3-capable plugin for your browser), or CLICK on the tune name to open in your fav media player. Sing along with the instrumental if you wish.

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