1. This is the day the Lord hath made;
He calls the hours His own;
Let heav’n 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 th’anointed King,
To David’s holy Son;
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
[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 heav’ns, in which He reigns,
|:Shall give Him nobler praise.:|