All Glory, Laud, and Honor

Melchior Teschner / Steve Dunn

1. All glory, laud, and honor

To thee, Redeemer, King,

To whom the lips of children

Made sweet hosannas ring.

Thou art the King of Israel,

Thou David’s royal Son,

Who in the Lord’s name comest,

The King and Blessed One.

 

2. The company of angels

Are praising thee on high,

And mortal men and all things

Created make reply.

The people of the Hebrews

With palms before thee went;

Our praise and love and anthems

Before thee we present.

3. To thee, before thy passion,

They sang their hymns of praise;

To thee, now high exalted,

Our melody we raise.

Thou didst accept their praises;

Accept the love we bring,

Who in all good delightest,

Thou good and gracious King.

Hosanna, Loud Hosanna

Jennette Threlfall

 

1  Hosanna, loud hosanna

the little children sang;

through pillared court and temple

the lovely anthem rang.

To Jesus, who had blessed them,

close folded to his breast,

the children sang their praises,

the simplest and the best.

 

2  From Olivet they followed

mid an exultant crowd,

the victory palm branch waving,

and chanting clear and loud.

The Lord of earth and heaven

rode on in lowly state,

nor scorned that little children

should on his bidding wait.

 

3  “Hosanna in the highest!”

That ancient song we sing,

for Christ is our Redeemer,

the Lord of heaven, our King.

O may we ever praise him

with heart and life and voice,

and in his blissful presence

eternally rejoice.

At the Cross

Isaac Watts

1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?

Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross,
where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away.
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

2 Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
[Refrain]

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature’s sin.
[Refrain]

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While Calv’ry’s cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness
And melt mine eyes to tears.
[Refrain]

5 But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
‘Tis all that I can do.
[Refrain]

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Isaac Watts

1 When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God.
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

3 See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small.
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.