1 Hosanna to our conquering King!
The Prince of Darkness flies,
His troops rush headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the skies.

2 There, bound in chains, the lions roar,
And fright the rescued sheep.
But heavy bars confine their power
And malice to the deep.

3 Hosanna to our conquering King!
All hail, incarnate Love!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
To crown Thy head above.

4 Thy victories and deathless fame
Throughout the world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs Thou hast won.