Via Dolorosa
Good Friday
Down the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem that day
The soldiers tried to clear the narrow street
But the crowd pressed in to see
The man condemned to die on Calvary
He was bleeding from a beating
There were stripes upon His back
And He wore a crown of thorns upon his head
And He bore with every step
The scorn of those who cried out for His death
Down the Via Dolorosa, called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King
But He chose to walk that road
Out of His love for you and me
Down the Via Dolorosa all the way to Calvary
The soldiers tried to clear the narrow street
But the crowd pressed in to see
The man condemned to die on Calvary
He was bleeding from a beating
There were stripes upon His back
And He wore a crown of thorns upon his head
And He bore with every step
The scorn of those who cried out for His death
Down the Via Dolorosa, called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King
But He chose to walk that road
Out of His love for you and me
Down the Via Dolorosa all the way to Calvary
4 comments:
This makes me want to hear you sing it.
in Spanish!
Just for Karla:
Por la Via Dolorosa, trieste dia en Jerusalem
Los soldados le abriean paso a Jesus
Mas la gente se acercaba
Para ver al que Llevaba aqeuella cruz
Por la Via Dolorosa, que es la via del dolor
Como oveja vino Christo, Rey Senor
Y fue El quien quiso ir por su amor por ti y por me
Por la Via Dolorosa al Calvano y a morir
¡Ay, gracias ñaña!
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