Braços de Amor

I, a miserable commoner
You, a glorious King
I, a son who got lost
You, a kind Father

Still, you love me
And you call me
To sit at the table

I am so small
You are so grand
I am so weak
You are so strong

Still, you love me
And you call me
Closer to You

Still, you love me
And you call me
Closer to You

I, full of pride
You, so gracious
I, a poor sinner
You, a redeeming God

Still, you love me
And you call me
To rest
In your arms of love

Still, you love me
And you call me
To rest
In your arms of love

In your arms of love

In your arms of love