What are those soul-reviving strains, Which echo thus from Salem’s plains? What anthems loud, and louder still, So sweet resound from Zion’s hill? Lo! ’tis an infant chorus sings, Hosanna to the King of kings: The Savior comes! and babes proclaim Salvation, sent in Jesus’ name. Nor these alone their voice shall raise, For we will join this song of praise; Still Israel’s children forward press To hail the Lord their righteousness. Messiah’s name shall joy impart Alike to Jew and Gentile heart: He bled for us, He bled for you, And we will sing hosanna, too. Proclaim hosannas loud and clear; See David’s Son and Lord appear! Now glory, praise on earth be giv’n; Hosanna in the highest heaven!