O Esplendor de Sua Glória

He left the splendor of His glory
Knowing the destiny here
He was alone and wounded at Golgotha
To give His life for me

If this is not love, the ocean dried up
There are no stars in the sky
The swallows no longer fly
If this is not love, the sky is not real
Everything loses value, if this is not love

Even in death He remembered
A thief who was beside Him
With love and tenderness He spoke
To paradise, you will go with me