Autor da Minha Fé

Oh Father, I wanted so much to see
My Lord will come down
Coming to find me
I can even imagine
The effulgent glory of the Lord Jesus
Crossing the white clouds
In the purest blue
Where neither south nor north will exist
And amidst the tears
Smiles of joy and pleasure
I was blind
Now I can see
Contemplate, contemplate at last!

That's why I sing
Glory, glory
To the Author of my faith
Oh, Father, I wanted so, so much to hear
The sound that will open
The triumphal encounter
See friends who
One day in Christ
My brothers were made

Now, yes, we can hold hands
Because we all have one
Only one
One Lord
Here is the consolation
That surrounds my life
My Lord Jesus
Who was killed, yes, on that cross
It will come back, it will come back at last!
That's why I sing
Glory, glory
To the Author of my faith

Glory to the Lord
Glory to the Lord
Author of my faith
Glory to the Lord
Glory to the Lord
Author of my faith