Take time to ponder today that the King of Israel, the King of all kings, rode into town on donkey amid the praise and worship of "faithful" people, knowing full well that even those closest to Him would deny Him. He went on anyway, because He is Love. And He loved us so much that He followed His Father's plan.
He loves us still, just as deep, just as unconditionally today as He did that day in Jerusalem. I don't know about you but I stand amazed at a love like that--amazed and thankful.
He Is Coming!
The King is coming into our town, we must line the streets to see.
He is the Messiah, the only Son of God, the First and Last is He.
Grab your palm branch, make a line, welcome Him with rowdy cheers.
He is our Healer, our Friend, our Teacher, our Lord, the One who always hears.
He has made the blind to see again, and He had made the lame to walk.
He has raised a man up from the dead who now lives, and breathes and talks.
He has shown love, compassion, mercy and grace as He has traveled across our land.
He has the power to calm a raging storm with the wave of his outstretched hand.
He has walked on water, and healed someone who touched Him and in faith believed.
He is the Only man who has ever lived whom Satan could not deceive.
We must honor this man, with the respect He is due, for surely there is no other.
He is our Savior, our Master, Our Leader, the One who sticks closer than a brother.
He is coming, Hosanna! He is the one we must worship and adore!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!