Palm Sunday

 

Palm Sunday, a day so divine,

The crowds gather to worship and shine.

Hosanna! Hosanna! The people cry,

As Jesus enters, riding by.

With palms in hand, they wave and cheer,

A king they see, so strong and near.

Their hearts are filled with joy and hope,

As they follow Him up the slope.

A humble man, our Savior goes,

The Son of God, who bears our woes.

He comes to bear the sins of the world,

So we can be forever unfurled.

On this day, we recall His love,

His sacrifice, and our lives He does move.

May we embrace His gift so pure,

To live with Him evermore.

Palm Sunday, a day of praise,

Our hearts are lifted, our voices raise.

Hosanna! Hosanna! We sing,

As we welcome the King of kings.