PALM SUNDAY (1978)

                                                   PALM SUNDAY (1978)a
                                   
                                   We lay our palms down, dear Lord
                                   We cast them in your way
                                   We shout hosannas loud, dear Lord
                                   Don't you love our grand display?

                                   What, dear Lord, desert you?
                                   Never, never, nay
                                   Just listen how we praise you
                                   Just listen how we pray

                                   We shall deny you, dear Lord
                                   Before the cock crows thrice?
                                   But, that's already been done once, Lord
                                   And it wasn't very nice

                                   Don't you want our palms, dear Lord?
                                   We thought you'd be impressed
                                   Are all our words vain repetitions
                                   And all our gestures merely jest?

                                   You mean there's still a cross to bear
                                   There's still a bitter cup? 
                                   And we must join you at Calvary 
                                   If we're to sit with you and sup?

                                   Then let us go with thee, dear Lord
                                   With courage and stout heart
                                   And see the Cross as not the end
                                   But simply as a start
                                   Of something good