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 His presence there.

My pathway led through Bethlehem,
A memory's 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 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 burdens 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.

I knelt today where Jesus knelt,
And felt Him close to me.