Good Friday - Via Dolorosa ( called the Way of Suffering )

Down the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem that day

The soldiers tried to clear the narrow street 

But the crowd pressed into 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.

Por la Via Dolorosa, triste dia en Jerusalen 

Los soldaldos le abrian paso a Jesus Mas la genta se acercaba, 

Para ver al que llevaba aquella cruz. 

Por la Via Dolorosa, que es la via dolor
Como oveja vino Cristo, Rey y Senoor
Y fue El quien ir por su amor por ti por mi 

Por la Via Dolorosa al Calvario y a morir. 

The blood that would cleanse the souls of all men 

Made its way through the heart of Jerusalem. 

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