“Hosanna!” sang the early Saints
When truth was heard abroad.
“Hosanna!” sang the Nephites
When they saw the Lamb of God.
“Hosanna!” sang angelic choirs
Of Christ, the baby boy.
“Hosanna!” rings in temples
Prophets dedicate with joy.
Someday I’ll sing “Hosanna!” too
When Jesus comes again.
I’ll worship Him on bended knee
In a world that’s free from sin.
Then I will see His loving face,
And I hope that He will say,
“Well done, thou good and faithful,”
And with Him I can stay.