Connected by technology,
we shout "Hosanna" joyfully!
In village hut and condo high
we cry it up into the sky.
At least a million voices sing
"Hosanna" to our God and King.
A prophet leads this godly chant
that clears the air of doubt and cant;
A wave of white, our throats contract,
as angels our bright tongues attract.
We shout it in the face of death;
we say it till we're out of breath.
Increase your faith, and give a yell --
until we shake the gates of Hell!
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