O Povo de Abraão

Like the people of Abraham
To the land of Zion
Among the enemy peoples he traveled
Today, full of love
And faith in the Savior
Walking to heaven, happily I go

There in heaven, there in heaven
Sorrows I will never know
Golden streets shine there
In Jehovah's city
Always joyful, I'm marching to heaven!

Sustained by the love
Of the blessed Savior
Watching, always praying, I go right
Guided by the light
Of Jesus' presence
Walking to heaven, I always am

There in heaven, there in heaven
Sorrows I will never know
Golden streets shine there
In Jehovah's city
Always joyful, I'm marching to heaven!

There in heaven I will arrive
His glory I will enjoy
With those who serve the Lord
I want to always work
To glorify Him
So that everyone sees His love in me

There in heaven, there in heaven
Sorrows I will never know
Golden streets shine there
In Jehovah's city
Always joyful, I'm marching to heaven!