Down the Via Dolorosa
In [bad word] 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 the 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 blood that would cleanse
The souls of all men
Made its way to the heart
Of [bad word] 

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