Down the Via Dolorosa in

Jerusalem that day

The soldiers tried

to clear the narrow street

But the crowd pressed in to see

A Man

condemned to

die

on

C a l v a r y

He was bleeding from a beating,

there were s t r i p e s

upon His back

And He wore a

crown of thorns

upon His head

And He bore with

e v e r y step

The scorn of those who

cried out for

His

death

The
b l o o d
that would
c l e a n s e
the souls
of all men
Made its
way through
the heart

of
Jerusalem.

Down the Via Dolorosa

called the way of

s u f f e r i n g
Like a lamb came the

Messiah,

Christ

the

King

But He

c h o s e

to walk that road

out of His

love

for

y o u

a n d

m e

Down the Via Dolorosa,

a l l

the way

to

Calvary.