Hosannah to Our Conquering King

Hosanna to our con­quer­ing king!

The prince of dark­ness flies

His troops rush head­long down to hell

Like light­ning from the skies.

There

bound in chains

the li­ons roar

And fright the res­cued sheep.

But hea­vy bars con­fine their pow­er

And mal­ice to the deep.

Hosanna to our con­quer­ing king!

All hail

in­car­nate Love!

Ten thou­sand songs and glo­ries wait

To crown Thy head above.

Thy vic­to­ries and death­less fame

Throughout the world shall run

And ev­er­last­ing ag­es sing

The tri­umphs Thou hast won.