None is more proud than the stallion
None is more feared than the lion
None is more free than the eagle
But who is more blessed than I am?
I was never what you could call noble
Beauty and grace I lack
Only a poor beast of burden,
But once I bore a King upon my back.
Blessed am I of all creatures;
Blessed am I of all beasts:
I heard the cries of “Hosanna!”
Palm leaves were laid at my feet.
Tethered to a tree at the crossroads
When two men appeared at my side
They led me away to their Master,
And upon my back He did ride.
We entered the city in triumph,
Every man’s heart filled with joy;
I raised my ears at their shouting,
And added my own humble voice.
Before you would taunt me with your laughter
A favour of you I would ask
Remember the King that I once carried,
And let your mockery pass
Blessed am I of all creatures;
Blessed am I of all beasts
I heard the cries of “Hosanna!”
And palm leaves were laid at my feet.
None is more proud than the stallion,
None is more feared than the lion,
None is more free than the eagle,
But who is more blessed than I am?