Children of Zion, know your King,
Your own Messiah hail:
Hosanna in His temple sing,
For He hath rent the veil.

Himself the sacrifice for sin,
As your High-Priest He died;
With His own blood, He enter'd in,--
Behold Him crucified!

Behold Him on the Mercy-seat,
High in the holiest place;
Now cast yourselves before His feet,
Then rise to see His face.

That face with reconciling beams
Shines forth upon you all;
No longer mourn by Babel's streams,
He calls you,--hear His call.

So shall your hearts within you burn;
While guided by His voice,
With songs to Zion you return,
And in your God rejoice.

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At His great name, bow every knee;
Let every tongue confess
Christ, whom your fathers slew, is HE,
The Lord your Righteousness.