Hosanna, Loud Hosanna (Hymn)

One, two, three Hosanna, Laud Hosanna The little children sing Through pillared court and temple The lowly and the brave To Jesus who had blessed them Close folded to His breast The children sang their praises The simplest and the best From our living days An exultant crowd The victor on branch waving And chanting clear and loud The Lord of earth and heaven Brood on in lowly still For scorn that little children should on His bed wait. O sinner in the highest, that ancient song we sing, For Christ is our Redeemer, The Lord of heaven, our King. And in His blissful presence eternally rejoice And in His blissful presence eternally rejoice