Caminho do Gólgota
Lá no caminho do gólgota vejo sofrendo
O meu amado Jesus, há caminhar
Pesada a cruz em Seus ombros alí vai gemendo
Não tendo alguém ao teu lado pra lhe amparar
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no monte calvário, alí expirar
Vejo pregado na cruz, com olhar de ternura
Orando e dizendo ao Pai: Consumado está
Deus lá do alto céus, a tudo olhando
Vendo Seu filho quão duro ao calvário subir
Tinha poder pra livra-lo daquela agonia
Mas era mistério está hora, a escritura cumprir
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no monte calvário, alí expirar
Vejo pregado na cruz, com olhar de ternura
Orando e dizendo ao Pai: Consumado está
Como Cordeiro de Deus, não abriu Sua boca
Ao matadouro seguiu, sem reclamar
Formosura nenhuma alguma havia em Seu rosto
Pisado por pecados, sem nunca pecar
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no monte calvário, alí expirar
Vejo pregado na cruz, com olhar de ternura
Orando e dizendo ao Pai: Consumado está
The Way to Golgotha
There on the road to Golgotha I see suffering
My beloved Jesus, there is a journey ahead
The cross weighed heavily on His shoulders as He went there groaning
Not having someone by your side to support you
I see with the eyes of faith, His footsteps in the sand
I see him on Mount Calvary, there he will expire
I see him nailed to the cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the Father: It is finished
God, from the highest heavens, watching over everything
Seeing His son how hard it was to climb Calvary
I had the power to free him from that agony
But it was a mystery at this hour, the fulfillment of the scripture
I see with the eyes of faith, His footsteps in the sand
I see him on Mount Calvary, there he will expire
I see him nailed to the cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the Father: It is finished
As the Lamb of God, He did not open His mouth
He went to the slaughterhouse without complaining
There was no beauty whatsoever in His face
Trampled by sins, without ever sinning
I see with the eyes of faith, His footsteps in the sand
I see him on Mount Calvary, there he will expire
I see him nailed to the cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the Father: It is finished