Via Dolorosa
Long ago one day in Calvary
a loving Jesus bent in sorrow.
With a head full of thorns and
a tear stained face, he walked
the wooden cross up a hill
with a heart full of pain for
his children who stood
oblivious, to His Holy Name.
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