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Hosannah! Hosannah! Your love fills our lungs, who, by your breath, guides us near by your song.

Hosannah! The joy of our hearts is a song, by your word, guides us near, everlong.

The chariot! The chariot! It’s wheels roiled in fire, as the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire.

O’mercy! O’mercy! Look down from above, grant us peace, thy sad children, with love.