Walking My Lord Up Calvary's Hill - Rhonda Vincent

On the cross and they hung him

Shame was foresaken

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 layed 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

(Repeat Chorus 2x)

They were walking my Lord up Calvary’s hill