by Margaret Folley

Created on: March 07, 2009

He said if you could walk a mile in my shoes

If you could see all the heartaches I've been through

And if you could feel the pain of these thornes upon my head

Or maybe wear the robe of blood stained red

Then maybe you could see why all this had to be

Why I had to go to Calvary

I did it all for you, I did it all for you

So that you might live forever more

He said if you could only see how the soldiers treated me

As they hung me from that old old tree

Then maybe you could understand as they pierced my feet and hands

That I did it all for you

He said if you could only see, how the crowd was mocking me

And as the tears rolled down my face

And as they passed the bitter cup

From which I must sup, and as I prayed

Father let it pass from me

I did it all for you

I did it all for you

So that you might live for evermore

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