The Worship Quote of the Week for (03/18/1997):

"No Tramp of Soldiers' Marching Feet"
Today's WORSHIP QUOTE is a hymn text that may help us see the "kingly" irony
of Palm Sunday.


No tramp of soldiers' marching feet
with banners and with drums,
no sound of music's martial beat-
"The King of glory comes!"
To greet what pomp of kingly pride
no bells in triumph ring,
no city gates swing open wide:
"Behold, behold your King!"

And yet he comes. The children cheer;
with palms his path is strown.
With every step the cross draws near-
the King of glory's throne.
Astride a colt he passes by
as loud hosannas ring,
or else the very stones would cry
"Behold, behold your King!"

What fading flowers his road adorn;
the palms, how soon laid down!
No bloom or leaf but only thorn
the King of glory's crown.
The soldiers mock, the rabble cries,
the streets with tumult ring,
as Pilate to the mob replies,
"Behold, behold your King!"

Now he who bore for mortals' sake
the cross and all its pains
and chose a servant's form to take,
the King of glory reigns.
Hosanna to the Saviour's Name
till heaven's rafters ring,
and all the ransomed host proclaim
"Behold, behold your King!"

-Timothy Dudley-Smith, from LIFT EVERY HEART: COLLECTED HYMNS 1961-1983 AND
SOME EARLY POEMS, Hope Publishing Company, 1984.

1984 Hope Publishing Company, Carol Stream, IL 60188.
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
For permission to copy or use this hymn, please contact:
Hope Publishing Company, 380 S. Main Place, Carol Stream, IL 60188
1-800-323-1049 Fax: (630) 665-3200

[My yearly discomfort with Palm Sunday surely lies in the realization that I,
too, would have gladly waved palm branches and shouted my "HOSANNAS" to the
"King of glory"; but, most likely, I would have been in the crowd that traded
those cheers for jeers of "Crucify him!" - or even "I never knew the man."]

Have a great HOLY WEEK!
Chip Stam