I walked today where Jesus walked, In days of long ago;
I wandered down each path He knew, with rev'rent step and slow.
This little lanes, they have not changed, A sweet peace fills the air.
I walked today where Jesus walked, And felt His presence there. (
Oh) My pathway left through Bethlehem, Ah, mem'ries ever sweet;
The little hills of Galilee, That knew those childish feet;
The Mount of Olives:
Hallowed scenes That Jesus knew before;
I saw the mighty Jordan roll 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 by 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!
The Hill of Calvary!
The Garden of Gethsemane!
I picked my heavy burden up, And with Him by 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! (
Ooo) I walked today where Jesus walked, And felt Him close to me!