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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 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 blood that would cleanse the souls of all men
made its way through the heart of Jerusalem.
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