(Choir)
Jerusalem on a dusty road
An innocent man condemned to death
Bore a cross on his shoulders
they didn't know
Down the via dolorosa
He staggered in agony
As he looked upon the hatred
In the eyes of his own seed
They didn't know
(Lead)
They didn't know
He was enduring this for them
So they could live forever more
In paradise with him
They didn't know one day they'd sing his praise
With fear and trembling
They didn't recognize the king that kings called king
(Choir)
He didn't have to die for me
He could have just set himself free
He could have come down from the cross at Calvary
(Lead)
But instead He was wounded for our transgressions
and He was bruised for our iniquity