We ga­ther, we ga­ther,
Dear Je­sus, to bring
The breath­ings of love,
’Mid the blos­soms of spring.
Our mak­er! Re­deem­er!
We grate­ful­ly raise
Our hearts and our voic­es
In hymn­ing Thy praise.

When stoop­ing to earth
From the bright­ness of Heav’n,
Thy blood for our ran­som
So free­ly was giv’n.
Thou deigned­est to list­en
While child­ren ad­ored,
With joy­ful ho­san­nas,
The blessed of our Lord.

Those arms, which em­braced
Little child­ren of old,
Still love to en­cir­cle
The lambs of the fold.
That grace which in­vit­ed
The wan­der­ing home,
Hath ne­ver for­bid­den
Thy young­est to come.

Hosanna! Ho­san­na!
Great Teach­er! we raise
Our hearts and our voic­es
In hymn­ing Thy praise,
For pre­cept and pro­mise
So gra­cious­ly giv’n;
For bless­ing on earth
And glo­ries on Heav’n.