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Palm Sunday

by Skylar Hamilton Burris

“Hosanna!” shouts the eager crowd,

While laying branches down,

As Christ a regal donkey rides

Throughout the Jewish town.

A king who brings the threat of war

On horse’s back will pass,

But He who pays the price of peace

Must travel on an ass,

And seem a fool that He should bear

Both shouts of praise and shame,

For they who glorify today

Tomorrow curse His name.

He knows this, and He feels it too,

When all the crowds are past,

And when the cheers at length fade down,

The lonely sea is vast.

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