Walking My Lord (Up Calvarys Hill)
On the cross and they hung him
Shame was foresaken
As they drove the nails in his hands and his feet
As death closed his eyes
His cries went to heaven
Oh Father forgive them
I hear him redeem
One morning past day-break
As the crowd slowly gathered
Like a sheep he was humble
To his Fathers own will
So sad was his face there
The birds hushed their singing
They were walking my Lord up Calvarys hill
In the tomb he was layed but
Death could not hurt him
He was Gods only son
In this world below
On the cross he fulfilled the
Plan of salvation
I want to thank Jesus
For his coming again
One morning past day-break
As the crowd slowly gathered
Like a sheep he was humble
To his Fathers own will
So sad was his face there
The birds hushed their singing
They were walking my Lord up Calvarys hill
One morning past day-break
As the crowd slowly gathered
Like a sheep he was humble
To his Fathers own will
So sad was his face there
The birds hushed their singing
They were walking my Lord up Calvarys hill
They were walking my Lord up Calvarys hill