Dor Maior
Marcos Antônio
Greater Pain
Pain like the pain of Jesus
Who will speak
That suffered like this
Who would endure
The nails in his hands?
What agony he felt
That innocent one
To save us
From the vile condemnation was out of love
The earth trembled
The sun hid
He was abandoned by everything and everyone
What a terrible day
Who will forget
The day the Son of God died!
I always want to speak of this love!
On the highest mountains
In the deepest valleys
In my anguish
In my disappointments
I will not be silent
I know that one day not too far away
In heaven I will dwell with Jehovah!
