1 Prepare the way, O Zion!
Ye awful deeps, rise high;
Sink low, ye tow'ring mountains,
The Lord is drawing nigh;
The righteous King of glory,
Foretold in sacred story.
O blest is He that came
In God the Father's name!

2 O Zion, He approacheth,
Thy Lord and King for aye!
Strew palms where He advances,
Spread garments in His way.
God's promise faileth never,
Hosanna sound forever!
O 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 ev'ry people bring,
Who, waiting yet in sadness,
Would sing His praise with gladness.
O blest is He that came
In God the Father's name!