Look, see the King on a donkey come slowly While rulers come matching with chariots proudly. The lowliest of beasts, carrying it's maker The palm - it's leaves cut, waved as banner Rocks and stones, stirred at this jubilant dawn Children and babies join in this choral song Come,O King , to your royal throne Nature and creatures together groan Hosanna, Hosanna They said, they sang, the loudest Hosanna in the highest To the glorious King who comes - Hosanna Behold the man, humble to the ground Knowing well the future bound Brambles twisted will be his crown His glory, his majesty to be striped down Today, the mortals greet his entry Four and three days later they place a sentry Yet his glory is not tarnished For he came to gather the banished Grace, he stays while we turn away Mercy, he comes when we walk away This is your King, come see his hand His love, his care, his rule , let's not aband
....giving up all that inferior stuff so I could know Christ personally