The Hosanna of the Children; or, Infants praising God

Verse 1

Almighty Ruler of the skies, Through the wide earth thy name is spread; And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made.

Verse 2

To thee the voices of the young A monument of honor raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise.

Verse 3

Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policies confound.

Verse 4

Children amidst thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer's face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place.

Verse 5

The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their breasts, While Jewish babes proclaim their King.