Exult greatly, O daughter Zion!
Shout for joy, O daughter Jerusalem!
Behold: your king is coming
A just saviour is He
Riding upon an ass, on a colt he arrives
The prince of peace upon a humble beast
All the city was moved, the multitudes
This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest
From the Mount of Olives
Comes the humble King
Thus it was of Zechariah
Fulfilling ancient prophecy
A great multitude spread their clothes on the road
And cut down branches from the trees
The multitudes who went before
Followed Him, and cried to thee
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the highest