Into Jerusalem, our Lord did ride
o'er palm trees strewn on dusty streets.
Upon a donkey with gentle stride,
into Jerusalem He did go.
And the multitudes jostled, they called out his name,
"Hallelujah's" rang out as they strained to touch -
yet, the following week would be these same
who called for His death upon the cross.
Our Lord of Lords and King of Kings
retained His goodness to the end,
and wept for those who once did sing,
asking His Father to forgive them.
Upon the cross, our sins he bore
though nails did tear his hands and feet,
and told he to the robbers two
that His Father in Heaven, they would meet.
In memory of our Lord's great gift,
it is up to us to proclaim His love -
to forgive the sins and heal the rifts -
in the name of He who reigns above.