Desapareceu Um Povo / Ao Estrungir a Trombeta / A Ditosa Cidade / A Cidade Santa

Very soon there will be news
Of a people that disappeared
It was a very humble people, who suffered a lot here
That people was the people of God

Where is that noisy people?
Where are they that no brother is seen?
Someone with a voice of lament
Will say at this moment
That people went away to Zion

When the angelic trumpet sounds in this world
I will hear Jesus calling my name
For I believe in the promise, and that God will fulfill
When I hear Jesus proclaiming my name

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
I will hear Jesus calling my name
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
I hope to hear Jesus calling me

The blissful city must be beautiful
If I could, I would go there now
I would see the Lord face to face
I would sing in that immense choir

I would see angels and cherubim there
Gathered singing hosannas to the king
Soon this thought of mine will be reality
For I will fly there

I would still see all the disciples
Who walked here preaching the word
I imagine embracing Paul and James
Seeing John, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob

I would see angels and cherubim there
Gathered singing hosannas to the King
Soon this thought of mine will be reality
For I will fly there

In worship, in praise always, always
And never return
In worship, in praise always, always
And never return

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Sing, O Holy Flock
Hosannas in the heights
Hosannas forever, forever

Jerusalem, I will walk on the streets of gold
I will embrace my Master Jesus
Jerusalem, I will rest on the banks of the river
In the city, city of light

Dwelling of God
Jerusalem
City of light
Jerusalem