He stum-bled up the hill With a cross up-on his back Leav-ing sweat and blood Be-hind him in his tracks. The pain-ful crowns of thorns That he had sub-stained Add-ed tor-ture to his liv-ing Til his death fin-al-ly came. What a cross he had to bare to save hu-man-i-ty Oh how he suf-fered to give faith to you and me Spikes rip-ping at the flesh as he dang-led there Oh what a cross he had to bare. They thought his fi-nal breath would be the death of him. But he rose once more to prove to all That dy-in's not the end. What a cross he had to bare to save hu-man-i-ty Oh how he suf-fered to give faith to you and me Spikes tore in-to hands and feet as he hung there Oh what a cross he had to bare.