Wearied and bruised; His blood running red
Flowing down from the wounds in His thorn crowned head
Up Calvary hill to die there for me
The steps of Jesus carried Him on towards the tree
The grass of that hill felt the soles of His feet
Which once were bathed in a perfume so sweet
How many steps it took we do not know
Before nails pierced feet and hands with cruel hammer blow
They jarred His body as they lifted Him high
Stood around and mocked and watched Him die
The steps of other men carried Him to the grave
But Jesus is raised now and willing to save
The steps we take carry us towards death
God knows their number before fading breath
Leaves our nostrils and bids us farewell
And before us is eternity in Heaven or Hell
The footsteps of the wicked carry them astray
The steps of the redeemed delight to walk in God's way
For they are ordered by the Lord as they walk by His side
With God's law in their hearts none of their steps shall slide
The Lord will give to us that which is good
Although His ways we know not and are not understood
But His righteousness goes before us as He leads day by day
And shall set up our steps as we go on our way
Yes; God sees my way and my steps He does count
I know not their tally or how much they will amount
But I know each one is ordered by His word
And each step I take brings me nearer home to my lord
Christ suffered for you to lead you His way
New steps in direction take by trusting Him today
His hand is there for you; His promises are not hollow
And He will lead you safely home if His steps you will follow