Minha Morada

Although I live here
I miss my home
A lovely place that God made for me
Looking at stars in the dark sky
And the golden light of the moon
Greater is the glory that my home has

My dwelling place is
More than I can imagine
Although all Earth enchants me
Greater is my home
Even if angels reveal themselves to me
Or the sun descends to serve me
Still it wouldn't compare
To the glory that my home has

I long to see Zion
Where my brothers are
Joseph, Jacob, Noah, Moses, and Abraham
I miss seeing my Father
Looking into His eyes and never again
Will I leave this glory, my home