Lugar de Glória

Very soon
I will visit the city of my great King
Holy City, made by your hands
Hands that were once nailed to a cross

I can even imagine it
I will fly to meet the holy place
A place of glory, a tremendous place
Where will we all meet?
For a party

I will see Father Abraham and also my brothers
That one day, out of love for Christ, they died
I will pass by thousands of angels
Worshiping before the throne
Singing a single hymn, in worship
To King Jesus

There will be no pain
Pure joy, flowing everywhere
There, they will not speak of death or hunger
He conquered death
Giving us eternal life with Him

I will dine with my lord
And God will wipe away every tear from my eyes
And I will see your face
A very beautiful face that will illuminate
The vastness of the sky, where I will dwell

I will see Father Abraham and also my brothers
That one day, out of love for Christ, they died
I will pass by thousands of angels
Worshiping before the throne
Singing a single hymn, in worship
To King Jesus

Lord, your church wants to see you face to face
We want to go live in this place called Glória
We want to sing in this great choir
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts
Lord of Lords, King of Kings
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Oh, uh, oh, uh, exalted
It is the Lord
Oh, uh, oh