Brados de Glória
A vinda de Cristo muito breve será
Quero estar preparado, pronto para voar
Corpo glorificado, livre de pecar
E ao som de trombetas com Jesus encontrar
Num coral de anjos irei louvar
Com a melodia mais linda
Que nunca se ouviu cantar
E com brados de glória, Hosanas ao Rei
Celebrando a vitória eu ali estarei
Haverá um julgamento e eu receberei
A minha coroa das mãos do meu Rei
Pra sala do banquete Ele me levará
E ao Deus El Shaday vai me apresentar
Num coral de anjos irei louvar
Com a melodia mais linda
Que nunca se ouviu cantar
E com brados de glória, Hosanas ao Rei
Celebrando a vitória eu ali estarei
Dores e sofrimentos ali eu não terei
Nem murmúrio ou lamento tudo é paz com o Rei
Nas ruas de ouro eu irei andar
E do maná escondido vou me alimentar
Num coral de anjos irei louvar
Com a melodia mais linda
Que nunca se ouviu cantar
E com brados de glória, Hosanas ao Rei
Celebrando a vitória eu ali estarei
Ali não haverá mais morte
Nem pranto, nem dor, nem tristeza
Só alegria, só a paz com o Espírito de Deus
Entrarei ali para adorar
Adorar (adorar) adorar (adorar)
Adorar a Jesus
Num coral de anjos irei louvar
Com a melodia mais linda
Que nunca se ouviu cantar
E com brados de glória, Hosanas ao Rei
Celebrando a vitória eu ali estarei
Shouts of Glory
The coming of Christ will be very soon
I want to be prepared, ready to fly
Glorified body, free from sin
And to the sound of trumpets, meet Jesus
In a choir of angels, I will praise
With the most beautiful melody
That has never been heard
And with shouts of glory, Hosannas to the King
Celebrating the victory, I will be there
There will be a judgment and I will receive
My crown from the hands of my King
To the banquet hall He will take me
And to God El Shaddai He will present me
In a choir of angels, I will praise
With the most beautiful melody
That has never been heard
And with shouts of glory, Hosannas to the King
Celebrating the victory, I will be there
Pains and sufferings I will not have there
Nor murmuring or lament, everything is peace with the King
In the streets of gold I will walk
And from the hidden manna I will feed
In a choir of angels, I will praise
With the most beautiful melody
That has never been heard
And with shouts of glory, Hosannas to the King
Celebrating the victory, I will be there
There will be no more death there
Nor crying, nor pain, nor sadness
Only joy, only peace with the Spirit of God
I will enter there to worship
Worship (worship) worship (worship)
Worship Jesus
In a choir of angels, I will praise
With the most beautiful melody
That has never been heard
And with shouts of glory, Hosannas to the King
Celebrating the victory, I will be there