Christian Songs, Song XXIV

Awake, O Zion's daughter! rise; Shake off thy dust; no more repine; Let gladness sparkle in thine eyes, In all thy fairest garments shine.

2 Behold thy King, expected long, In humble pomp at length appears; Amidst yon praising infant throng, His meek majestic head he rears.

3 No fiery steed he rides; he sways No tinsel rod of earthly reign: A colt, ne'er us'd 'till now, conveys To thee thy lowly Prince divine.

4 Here's no vain croud, no gaudy show: Babes, taught of heav'n, resound his praise; His paths the Galileans strow With branches of triumphing peace.

5 With ardent zeal to crown the law, He enters grand! see there he is! His presence strikes a gen'ral awe; The wonder circles, Who is this?

6 He visits now his Father's house, And shews himself the son and heir; He frowns away all vile abuse, Smiles on his babes who praise him there.

7 This first day of the week, he shews A pledge of joys before unknown, When he should rise, and wide diffuse The oil of joy among his own.

8 The blind and lame by him reliev'd. His saving light and strength proclaim; His foes with shame and spite are griev'd, To see his works and hear his fame.

9 Hosanna! thronging myriads shout, JEHOVAH brings salvation nigh: Hosanna! ev'ry babe crys out, JEHOVAH, send prosperity.

10 To him, who, in JEHOVAH's name, Draws nigh to save, all praise belongs: Peace reigns in heav'n with ev'ry beam Of glory in the Highest Ones.

11 Salvation unto David's son; All blessing unto Isr'el's King: His kingdom blessed be alone, And bless'd the people of his reign.

12 To praise the just and saving King, How bless'd to be a little child! When he in glory comes to reign, Then all his babes shall kings be stil'd.

13 In all the earth how worthy is, JEHOVAH, our dear Lord, thy name! From infant lips thou perfect'st praise, Thy strength, to put thy foes to shame.