Arrival of the King

Jerusalem, rejoice!

Shout the praises of your God

for He has heard your voice.

He has seen your crying in the night.

At last, your King has come!

We have waited for you, LORD,

We have watched for generations,

bound by the hands of pagans,

crushed beneath the feet of our enemies.

And now our King has come!

Look how your King comes—lowly on a donkey;

the son of David, riding on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

Lay your garments in the way,

Cut down branches for His path.

Bless the one who comes in the Lord’s name!

Oh, LORD, You brought our fathers out of Egypt,

You buried her chariots deep in the waters of the Red Sea.

And again You have remembered Your people;

You have remembered Your promise to David.

Our King has come!

Salvation, shine on Jerusalem;

Salvation, run through the hills of Judea.

Save us now from the hand of our enemies!

Save us now from the death-grip of Rome!

Blessed is He who comes in the LORD’s name!


But look—your King weeps.

He greets Jerusalem with tears,

mourning your elusive peace,

yearning that you had known him.

Indeed, Your King has come to save…

…but not from Rome.


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