Palm Sunday

“Hosanna!” roared the multitude
while they cast to the ground
their cloaks and branches cut from palms
for He who would be crowned

to cast from them once and for all
that foreign Roman horde
They’d fin’ly have one of their own
to be their king and lord

A king who’d rule on their behalf
is what they came to make:
this man who rode a donkey’s colt
should make the Caesar shake!

He’d take Jerusalem by storm
is what that crowd all thought
what would they do though when they found
that’s not the kind of King they’d got…


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