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may we remain here
to whisper our hosannas
throughout this week
in every moment
when the world goes silent
on the cause of God
may we remain
crying out the beat
the hosanna beat
that marks the rhythm
of this week
in the sound of the breaking bread
hear the broken hosanna
still we believe in love’s way
in the sound of coins being counted
hear the betrayed hosanna
still we trust in love’s choice
in the twisting of the crown of thorns
hear the tortured hosanna
still we believe in love’s way
in the sound of the lashes, all thirty-nine
hear the scourged hosanna
still we trust in love’s choice
in the sound of nails being hammered
hear the crucified hosanna
still we believe in love’s way
in the sound of silence
hear the empty hosanna
still we trust in love’s choice
may we remain here
to whisper our hosannas
throughout this week
in every moment
may we remain with you
O Jesus
still believing
still following
still your companions
and let the stones remain silent
Roddy Hamilton, Scottish minister
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And they brought the colt to Jesus and threw their cloaks on it, and he sat on it. And many spread their cloaks on the road, and others spread leafy branches that they had cut from the fields. And those who went before and those who followed were shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! Blessed is the coming kingdom of our father David! Hosanna in the highest!”