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11.
Now as they towards the city came,
Jesus sent two disciples on,
Saying, When you find a young colt,
On which no one has ever sat,
Take it and bring it here to me,
And if they stop and ask you why,
Say this to them, The Lord has need,
And will bring it back to your hand.
And so they went and found the colt
Standing out in the open street,
And they brought it out, as he said,
And on its back their robes they spread.
Jesus entered Jerusalem,
On that small colt they saw him come,
As he rode by, a crowd came out,
And all the leaves of palms they cut,
Threw robe and branch across the stone,
To welcome him as in he came.
And all the people sang their hymns,
‘Blessed be He, the Lord who comes,’
Ev’ry one loud Hosannas sang,
They sang Hosannas to their king.
Through the temple then they all went,
And all that night in Bethany spent.
Then in the morning Jesus came:
God’s great temple he would reclaim.
He drove out those who sold and bought,
And from the faithful, profit sought.
The tables with their bags of coin
All these did Jesus overturn.
The pigeons waiting to be cut,
From their cages they were let out.
And Jesus said, See how ’tis writ
That here in prayer you will be met,
But here you buy and sell instead,
And have a den of robbers made.
When authorities heard of this,
They saw the trouble he would cause:
The one who made this brazen feat,
For Pontius Pilate was a threat,
A criminal who should be caught;
But from the city he went out.
His foll’wers saw a fig tree there,
Standing with all its branches bare,
For Jesus when he came to eat
Had cursed it for it bore no fruit,
And Peter said to Jesus, See
The fig you cursed begins to die.
But Jesus said, Have faith in God
And hear the power of my word;
For by belief all things can be,
And mountains tossed into the sea.
And when you ask a thing in prayer,
Believe, and it will then be there,
And when you pray, be of good will,
Forgive transgressions one and all,
So by our Father up in heav’n
All of our sins may be forgiv’n.
And in the temple then he walked,
With priests and scribes he met and talked,
Who asked him what the source might be
Of his presumed authority.
And Jesus said, Was John made clean
By pow’r of God or pow’r of men?
We do not know what pow’r, said they,
And Jesus said, ’Tis so with me.
