I’ll attempt a hymn for each day leading up to Easter this week – this one brilliantly demonstrates how Christ’s reign begins at the cross. As we think of the crowds welcoming Jesus and remember how quickly the mood turned let us also think of how quickly our hearts are tempted to turn away from Christ – either because life gets suddenly hard, or because suddenly we realise that all our good deeds, all our heritage, all our tradition, all our knowledge and learning is useless to know Christ.
1 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry;
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road
With palms and scatter’d garments strow’d.
2 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die:
O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin
O’er captive death and conquer’d sin.
3 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
The wingèd armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see the approaching sacrifice.
4 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Thy last and fiercest strive is nigh;
The Father on His sapphire throne
Expects His own anointed Son.
5 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, Thy power and reign.