| 歌曲 | Ride On To Die |
| 歌手 | Michael Card |
| 专辑 | The Life |
| 作曲 : Card | |
| Michael Card | |
| Seems the sorrow untold, as you look down the road | |
| At the clamoring crowd drawing near | |
| Feel the heat of the day, as you look down the way | |
| Hear the shouts of Hosanna the King | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 your not very old | |
| Come and bear your first burden bravely | |
| Walk so softly upon all the coats and the palms | |
| Bare 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 prophesies will be completed | |
| Chorus | |
| On the foal of a donkey as the prophets had said | |
| Passing by you He rides on to die |
| zuò qǔ : Card | |
| Michael Card | |
| Seems the sorrow untold, as you look down the road | |
| At the clamoring crowd drawing near | |
| Feel the heat of the day, as you look down the way | |
| Hear the shouts of Hosanna the King | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 your not very old | |
| Come and bear your first burden bravely | |
| Walk so softly upon all the coats and the palms | |
| Bare 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 prophesies will be completed | |
| Chorus | |
| On the foal of a donkey as the prophets had said | |
| Passing by you He rides on to die |