Best Hosanna Poems

His message to Mankind was divine love, much louder than 
the desert wind hissing through the tall palm trees;
they heard Him, but sadly contempt built...

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A herald announced the joyous news that a king was to visit my hometown!
Jerusalem was abuzz anticipating seeing a royal king wearing a regal crown!
I...

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He rode in on a donkey,
Multitudes were there
Chants of  Hosanna
And Master filled the air
The apostles cleared the way
For this gentle holy man
People reached out...

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Happy are we, who  love the beauty of all things.
Who stand for the beauty of a child.
We......who have soft, soul’s wings.
Those who believe in...

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everywhere people
shouting with palms all around -
hosanna o king

a week passed quickly
evil persons filled the streets -
murmurs of pure hate

kill now the traitor
he is not...

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     "Christmas Spirit"
(Christmas Day in Italian Culture)



as a snowy blanket of white caresses in Winter's glow
and frosty icicles kiss windowpanes in...

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waving palm branches
people shout hosanna -
Christ the King has come

the Passover feast
preparation of the lamb -
Jesus' last supper

a time of prayer
Father, not my will but...

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"Why is it", the donkey mused, "that horses get all the glory?
Seems throughout the ages its the same old hackneyed story.
We go unheralded and are...

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"The meek and the humble will be elevated to places where the haughty can never ascend even with a ladder. Stay humble in victory and...

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Christ, the newborn King of Glory, 
Born in a stable, bound for the throne,
Come and worship, come and adore the 
Almighty Rock, the cornerstone.
	Lift your...

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In the river Jordan
you baptized the people,
some were brood of vipers:
pharisees, sadducees -

hey sanna hosanna,
king Herod you opposed.
You were his prisoner -
his servants cut your...

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See the procession. Yonder they come'
None plays a flute- no one beats a drum.
Just a small rag-tagged group of a dozen or so.
Who, for three...

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The day dawn breaks; the shadows are nowhere in sight.
The earth quakes; Angels came into sight.

Mary came to anoint her Lord.
Peter and John ran to...

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The Story of History  

Beyond those beaten days’ depleted daylight
Beyond the bathos of a pandemic bondage
With  the resurrected  sashay’s charmed night
Down in...

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I wonder what the people thought
who did not know the prisoner's name;
so many men had staggered by
in public solitude and shame,
what was He more than...

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