Até Teus Braços

You’ve known me since my mother’s womb
You breathed into me an eternal promise
From the throne to Your altar here, we feel
Your presence is invading us right here

Saddle up Your white horse and come
Galilean, King of kings
I’m in a hurry to belong to You
My groom, I’ve saved my oil
My groom, I’ve saved my oil

Marching I go
Running in Your direction
To Your arms
Marching I go
Running in Your direction
To Your arms
Marching I go
Running in Your direction
To Your arms
Marching I go
Running in Your direction
To Your arms

And nothing will steal
My crown, my crown
And nothing will steal
My crown, my crown

Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna in the highest
I’m anxious, oh my Lord

To Your arms marching I go
Running in Your direction
To Your arms

We are not those who turn back
But those who march in Your direction