Autor da Minha Fé

Oh, Father, I really want to see!
My Lord coming down, coming to meet me!
I can even imagine the shining glory
Of Lord Jesus!
Crossing the white clouds
In the purest blue!
Where there will be neither south nor north!
And amidst tears, smiles of joy
And pleasure!
I who was blind, now I can see
Behold, behold, at last
That's why I sing glory!

Glory! Glory! To the Author of my faith!
Glory! Glory! To the Author of my faith!

Oh, Father, I really want! So much to hear!
The sound that will open the triumphant meeting!
Reuniting friends who, one day in Christ, became
My brothers!
And now, yes: We can hold hands!
For we are all one!
Only one! One Lord!

And here’s the comfort that surrounds my life
My Lord Jesus!
Who was indeed killed on that cross!
He will return! He will return, at last!
That's why I sing glory!

Glory, glory, to the author of my faith
Glory, glory, to the author of my faith

Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Author of my faith (hallelujah)

Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Author of my faith (hallelujah)

Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (hallelujah)
Author of my faith (hallelujah)
The author of my faith