C.M.
1
This is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours His own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
2
Today He rose and left the dead,
And Satan’s empire fell;
Today the saints His triumphs spread,
And all His wonders tell.
3
Hosanna to the anointed King,
To David’s holy Son!
Make haste to help us, Lord, and bring
Salvation from Thy throne.
4
Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes, in God His Father’s Name,
To save our sinful race.
5
Hosanna in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise!
The highest heavens in which He reigns
Shall give Him nobler praise.
