I walked today where Jesus walked,

In days of long ago.

I wandered down each path He knew,

With reverent step and slow.



Those little lanes, they have not changed,

A sweet peace fills the air.

I walked today where Jesus walked,

And felt Him close to me.



My pathway led through Bethlehem,

A memory's ever sweet.

The little hills of Galilee,

That knew His childish feet.



The Mount of Olives, hallowed scenes,

That Jesus knew before

I saw the mighty Jordan row,

As in the days of yore.



I knelt today where Jesus knelt,

Where all alone he prayed.

The Garden of Gethsemane,

My heart felt unafraid.



I picked my heavy burden up,

And with Him at my side,

I climbed the Hill of Calvary,

I climbed the Hill of Calvary,

I climbed the Hill of Calvary,

Where on the Cross He died!



I walked today where Jesus walked,

And felt Him close to me.