Ride On To Die (Known By The Scars Album Version)

Seems the sorrow untold, as you look down the road
At the clamouring crowd drawing near
Feel the heat of the day, as you look down the way
Hear the shouts of Hosanna the King

Oh, daughter of Zion, your time's drawing near
Don't forsake Him, oh don't pass it by
On the foal of a donkey, as the prophets had said
Passing by you, He rides on to die

Come now little foal, though you're not very old
Come and bear your first burden bravely
Walk so softly upon all the coats and the palms
Bear the one on your back, oh so gently

Midst the shouting so loud and the joy of the crowd
There is one who is riding in silence
For He knows the ones here will be fleeing in fear
When their shepherd is taken away

Oh, daughter of Zion, your time's drawing near
Don't forsake Him, oh don't pass it by
On the foal of a donkey, as the prophets had said
Passing by you, He rides on to die

Soon the thorn cursed ground will bring forth a crown
And this Jesus will seem to be beaten
But He'll conquer alone both the shroud and the stone
And the prophecies will be completed

Oh, daughter of Zion, your time's drawing near
Don't forsake Him, oh don't pass it by
On the foal of a donkey, as the prophets had said
Passing by you, He rides on to die

On the foal of a donkey, as the prophets had said
Passing by you, He rides on to die