Simon Bore the Cross: VI. Walkin' to Calvary

Heavy-laden and weary of heart,

Jesus and Simon, stumbling and stagg'ring,

the Christ bore his burden as a man.

Never once did he cry out

for God to set him free,

when the mob that had cursed and reviled cried, Crucify him!', Brother Simon was by his side.

Heavy-laden and weary of heart,

Jesus and Simon, brothers together, they walked, and the African was strong,

trudging on in the dust of humanity's disgrace. Jesus faltered and Simon the strong

now gave him comfort.

Brother Simon bore the cross.

Jesus, po' little Jesus, walkin' in the Valley

of the Shadow of Calvary. Simon, Simon, sturdy black, walkin' right beside him with the cross on his back. Onward to the cross.

March onward to the cross with its arms of love, onward to the cross with its roots in the earth of life, onward to the cross as a symbol of life,

onward to the cross as a symbol of life eternal, onward to the cross that he carried to Calvary.

Black Simon bore the cross.

Heavy-laden and weary of heart, on to Golgotha.

Why should the good have to die for the sins of such a lot.

Simon thought as he marched, What a pity and a shame.'

Now the king of the Jews had to die, death was his glory,

the Cyrenian bore the cross,

the African bore the cross,

the cross to save our souls,

the cross for you and me.

Give us mercy, Lord.

Jesus, Jesus, po' little Jesus,

step aside, Simon, he has to walk alone now. Jesus, Jesus, tired and weary,

walkin' all alone now, walkin' all alone. Thank you, brother Simon.

Thank you for helping brother Jesus.

Jesus, walkin' all alone.