Autor da Minha Fé

Oh Father, I longed so much to see
My Lord descending
Coming to meet me
I can even imagine
The resplendent glory of the Lord Jesus
Transcending the white clouds
In the purest blue
Where neither south nor north will exist

And amidst tears
Smiles of joy and pleasure
I who was blind, now I can see
Contemplate, contemplate, finally
That's why I sing glory

Glory, glory
To the author of my faith
Glory, glory
To the author of my faith

Oh Father, I, I longed so much, so much to hear
The sound that will open the triumphant encounter
Reunite with friends who once in Christ
Became my brothers
Now we can hold hands
For we have one, only one
One Lord

And here is the comfort
That surrounds my life
My Lord Jesus
Who was killed, yes, on that cross
Will return, will return, finally
That's why I sing glory

Glory, glory
To the author of my faith
Glory, glory
To the author of my faith

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Glory to the Lord, author of my faith

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Author of my faith

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Author of my faith

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Author of my faith

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Author of my faith