I tread this path,
Upon my shoulders bearing such weight and scorn.
I sweat blood and tears,
Upon my head a crown of piercing thorns.
Where are they who would follow?
Oh, where?
Where?
Is there no one?
Until you came,
Veronica
Veronica
You eased my pain,
Veronica
Veronica
You brought relief,
you eased my grief,
I bless you.
The wood and wounds,
Upon my body draining
my energy.
Where are they who would follow?
Oh, where?
Where?
Is there no one?
Until you came,
Veronica
Veronica
You eased my pain,
Veronica
Veronica
You brought relief,
you eased my grief,
You came and gave,
Veronica
You wiped my face,
Veronica
Veronica
I make things new,
I give to you,
My image,
My image,
(the way of the cross)
I bless you,
(the way of the cross)
My image,
(the way of the cross)
(the way of the cross)
My image,
(the way of the cross)
(the way of the cross)
I bless you,
(the way of the cross)
(the way of the cross)
My image,
(the way of the cross)
(the way of the cross)
I bless you,
(the way of the cross)
(the way of the cross)
My image!...