||Down the Via Dolorosa, in Jerusalem that day. The Soldiers tried to clear the narrow street But the crowd pressed on 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. And he chose to walk that road out of his love for you and me. Down the Via Dolorosa all the way to Calvary.