Glória

When Christ comes to take the church
To a place far away from here
Many people will be crying, without hope
The mother looking for her child
But can't find
On every street corner, someone crying

The son picks up the phone
And will call his father
The phone is ringing, no one answers, nor speaks
What's happening?
Someone will shout: My God!
Christ took the church and the people disappeared

Glory, the saved are already in glory
Singing the victory hymn, close to the Savior
Glory, the saved are already in glory
Singing the victory hymn, close to the Savior

When Christ comes to take the church
To a place far away from here
Many people will be crying, without hope
The mother looking for her child
But can't find
On every street corner, someone crying

The son picks up the phone
And will call his father
The phone is ringing, no one answers, nor speaks
What's happening?
Someone will shout: My God!
Christ took the church and the people disappeared

Glory, the saved are already in glory
Singing the victory hymn, close to the Savior
Glory, the saved are already in glory
Singing the victory hymn, close to the Savior
Glory