O Lord Je­sus, Lamb of God,
Bearing such a hea­vy load;
Pain and suf­fer­ing was Your fate—
Anguish, ri­di­cule and hate.

Crown of thorns and staff of spite,
Must you mock our So­ve­reign’s might?
Know you not whom Pi­late brings?
Jesus Christ, the King of kings!

Road of sor­row, lead the way
To re­deem­ing love today.
Let me see my Sav­ior’s face;
Let me taste this gift of grace.

Tree of ang­uish, bear my sin;
Heart of Je­sus, let me in.
O Lord, may Your wounds make whole
Body, spi­rit and my soul.

Cross of tri­umph lift­ed high;
Christ be­comes the vic­to­ry:
Priest and sac­ri­fice today,
Washing all our guilt away.