Walking My Lord Up Calvary's Hill Lyrics - Sunday Mornin Singin - Rhonda Vincent

On the cross and they hung Him shame was forsaken 

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 Father's own will 

So sad was His face there the birds hushed their singing 

They were walking my Lord up Calvary's hill 

In the tomb he was laid but death could not hurt Him 

He was God's 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 Father's own will 

So sad was His face there the birds hushed their singing 

They were walking my Lord up Calvary's hill