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.