I traced Your footsteps

I traced Your footsteps to understand
All the things You did
And why the cross

With power to do miracles like You did
You could have saved Yourself
But You just let it be

One could mistake You for a fisherman
No special beauty or appeal
Shining brighter than the sun
Resting Your feet
Walking on the sea
The Son of David

CHORUS

I looked everywhere for a King who had
A palace in Nazareth
A golden statue in Jerusalem
But He wasn’t there
He wasn’t there
I went back to Calvary
Looked in His tomb an empty place
To understand at last
He reigns inside of me