Chorus:
Ride on! Ride on in majesty! (×3)
In lowly pomp, ride on to die.
- Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
Hark! All the tribes “Hosanna cry!
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road
With palms and scatter’d garments strew’d - Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wond’ring eyes
To see th’approaching Sacrifice. - Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
The last and fiercest strife is nigh:
The Father on His sapphire throne
Awaits His own anointed Son - Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die!
Row Thy meek head to mortal pain
Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign