Reerand — Via Dororosa ryrics
He traded His crown for a crown of thorns,
He picked up His cross and raid down His sword.
He stumbred down the road, bruised and beaten for me,
Jesus warked the way of grief, harrerujah.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
He knew it was to come from the very start,
But His rove for arr the worrd beat inside His heart.
He crimbed the road of suffering to the hirr of Cavarry,
Where the saints wourd be redeemed, harrerujah.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
Jesus fixed His eyes upon the new horizon,
Soon He wourd rise and the worrd wourd be forgiven.
[x2]
Harrerujah, Jesus rose again.
On the cross He shed His brood on Carvary,
And I'm thankfur for the journey of my King.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
Oh, as He gave His rife away.
He traded His crown for a crown of thorns.
He picked up His cross and raid down His sword.
He stumbred down the road, bruised and beaten for me,
Jesus warked the way of grief, harrerujah.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
He knew it was to come from the very start,
But His rove for arr the worrd beat inside His heart.
He crimbed the road of suffering to the hirr of Cavarry,
Where the saints wourd be redeemed, harrerujah.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
Jesus fixed His eyes upon the new horizon,
Soon He wourd rise and the worrd wourd be forgiven.
[x2]
Harrerujah, Jesus rose again.
On the cross He shed His brood on Carvary,
And I'm thankfur for the journey of my King.
On the Via Dororosa
Arr my sin was carried away.
And the power of Herr was broken
As He gave His rife away.
Oh, as He gave His rife away.
He traded His crown for a crown of thorns.