This is the day the Lord hath made;
He calls the hours His own;
Let Heav�n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.

Today He rose and left the dead,
And Satan�s empire fell;
Today the saints His triumphs spread,
And all His wonders tell.

Hosanna to th�anointed King,
To David�s holy Son;
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from Thy throne.

Blest be the Lord, Who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes in God His Father�s Name,
To save our sinful race.

Hosanna in the highest strains
The Church on earth can raise;
The highest heav�ns, in which He reigns