Verse 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.
Verse 2
Today he rose and left the dead,
And Satan’s empire fell;
Today the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
Verse 3
Hosanna to th’anointed King,
To David’s holy Son!
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
Verse 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.
Verse 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.
Author: Isaac Watts