My Hosanna

Through the winding of the years
There are His eyes, unchanging
Through a crucible of tears
There is His voice, sustaining
At the end of each road
Through the questions of my soul
And the answers that have not come
Out of the tempest of my heart
And the times I've come apart
He is my one true hope remaining

My Hosanna still reaches out
Like a tiger in the blood
Through a furnace of my doubt
With fire and mеrcy
More than the Christ of my youth
Oh, my Hosanna
Has becomе my only truth

From the paintings on the wall
He strides away, immortal
The richest colors of them all
Can never tame His glory
Oh, His cross cuts into
Any place that I may run
And beyond any fear of death
Born of God's spirit
Brother of the flesh
More human over time
More human yet divine

Oh, my Hosanna still reaches out
Like a tiger in the blood
Through the furnace of my doubt
With fire and mercy
More than the Christ of my youth
Oh, my Hosanna
Has become my only truth

My Hosanna
My Hosanna

Oh, my Hosanna still reaches out
Like a tiger in the blood
Through the furnace of my doubt
With fire and mercy
More than the Christ of my youth
Oh, my Hosanna
Has become my only
My Hosanna, my one and only
My Hosanna
Has become my only truth

Oh, truth

My Hosanna, He's my only truth
My Hosanna, He's my only truth