1 Prepare the way, O Zion!
Ye awful deeps, rise high,
Sink low, ye towering mountains,
The Lord is drawing nigh:
The righteous King of glory,
Foretold in sacred story.
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!
2 O Zion, He approacheth,
Thy Lord and King for aye!
Palm-branches strew with gladness
Spread garments in His way.
God's promise faileth never,
Hosianna sound forever!
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!
3 Fling wide thy portals, Zion,
And hail Thy glorious King;
His tidings of salvation
To every people bring,
Who, waiting yet in sadness
Would sing His praise with gladness.
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!
4 He cometh not with warriors,
And not with pomp and show;
Yet smiteth He with terror
Sin, death, and every foe.
The Spirit's sword He wieldeth,
Not e'en to death He yieldeth,
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name.
5 Give heed, thou sinful people,
Thy King and Saviour own:
The kingdom which He foundeth
Is not an earthly one;
No power can overthrow it,
Nor earthly wisdom know it.
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!
6 The throne which He ascendeth
Is fixed in heaven above:
His sanctified dominion
Is light alone and love.
With grace and peace abounding
His praise be ever sounding.
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!
7 Jerusalem is fallen,
And closed its temple-door;
Its sacrifices ended;
Its scepter is no more.
Christ's kingdom never ceaseth,
Its glory still increaseth.
Oh, blest is He that came
In God the Father's Name!