Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1843
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: From Olivet's sequester'd seats
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 8s 6s and 8s
Tune:
Hymn Number: Hymn 195 (part II)
Page Number: 164 (part II), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsFROM Olivet's sequester'd seats,
What sounds of transport spread?
What concourse moves through Salem's streets,
To Zion's holy head?
Behold him there in lowliest guise!
The Saviour of mankind!
Triumphant shouts before him rise,
And shouts reply behind!
And 'strike,' they cry, 'your loudest string:
He comes! Hosanna to our king.
He came to earth: from eldest years,
A long and bright array,
Of Prophet-bards and Patriarch-seers,
Proclaim'd the glorious day:
The light of heaven in every breast,
Its fire on every lip,
In tuneful chorus on they press'd,
A goodly fellowship:
And on the pealing anthem ran,
'Hosanna to the Son of Man!'
He came to earth: through life he pass'd
A man of griefs: and, lo,
A noble army following fast
His track of pain and wo:
All deck's with palms, and strangely bright,
That suffering host appears;
And stainless are their robes of white,
Though steeped in blood and tears;
And sweet their martyr-anthem flows
'Hosanna to the Man of Woes!'
From ages past descends the lay,
To ages yet to be,--
Till far its echoes roll away
Into eternity.
But O! while saints and angels high,
Thy final triumph share,
Amidst thy followers, Lord, would I,
Though last and meanest there,
Receive a place, and joyful raise
A loud Hosanna to thy praise!