Rei Dos Reis
Cassiane
King of Kings
It didn't look like it
No beauty pleased the eyes of those who saw Him
He was despised, the most rejected among men
This is how He came to be
But, that's not how John saw it
When He was taken up to heaven and ascended, He was riding a white horse
His eyes were like flames of fire
With several diadems on His head
There is a name written that no one knows, except Himself
He is dressed in a cloak spattered with blood
Followed by the army of heaven
Mounted on a horse, dressed in white
Yes, John, he was enraptured and saw
A sharp sword emerged from his mouth
And on his thigh it says this
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Christ, victorious
Christ, adored
Christ, the living Lamb, is now transformed
In a body of glory, glory, glory, glory
He is the Almighty, King of glory
His eyes were like flames of fire
With several diadems on His head
There is a name written that no one knows, except Himself
He is dressed in a cloak spattered with blood
Followed by the army of heaven
Mounted on a horse, dressed in white
Yes, John, he was enraptured and saw
A sharp sword emerged from his mouth
And on his thigh it says this
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Christ, victorious
Christ, adored
Christ, the living Lamb, is now transformed
In a body of glory, glory, glory, glory
He is the Almighty, King of Glory
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Glorious Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Adored Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Glorious Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Adored Christ
Christ, victorious
Christ, adored
Christ, the living Lamb, is now transformed
In a body of glory, glory, glory, glory
He is the Almighty, King of Glory
