Palm Sunday

Welcomed this day as our king
Rejected this week as our savior,
He journeys into Jerusalem
As we bear branches of palms,
Soon our sweet praise and greetings turn
Into violent accusations,
Shouts of Hosanna
Into Crucify Him,
On the foal of an ass
Begins the end of Death’s rule,
Jerusalem, O Jerusalem
Behold your king is here,
The day of your visitation has come.