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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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