Make way for the Jesus the King!
His angels dance and sing,
For he has returned,
To save the sick and the burned,

He rides from the white city,
He cries with great pity,
For his people are far away,
They have turned long astray,

Cursed are the ones who ignore him,
But blessed are those who follow him,
For he will lead them to land,
Composed of pure blood from his hand,

Rejoice, for Christ is here!
Rejoice, His power has drawn near!
Stand up and follow in his sight,
And he will lead you back into his pure light