Beauty, Beauty
In the beginning was the word, the one we have seen, and we have heard
The only begotten of the father
“You are my one and only son” – “not my will but yoursʼ be done”
All we can do is stand in wonder, and sing
Beauty, beauty, beautiful
Glory, glory, glorious
You are
You are
Who has believed and who has seen? The suffering servant is our king
Though we despised you, you have loved us
The branch of the lord has been revealed, and by your wounds we have been healed
All of the nations stand in wonder, and sing:
Take me into your throne room
Let me see your beauty, let me see your face
Belleza, Belleza
En el principio era la palabra, la que hemos visto y escuchado
El unigénito del padre
'Tú eres mi único hijo' - 'no mi voluntad, sino la tuya sea hecha'
Todo lo que podemos hacer es quedarnos maravillados y cantar
Belleza, belleza, hermosa
Gloria, gloria, gloriosa
Tú eres
Tú eres
¿Quién ha creído y quién ha visto? El siervo sufriente es nuestro rey
Aunque te despreciamos, nos has amado
El renuevo del señor ha sido revelado, y por tus heridas hemos sido sanados
Todas las naciones se quedan maravilladas y cantan:
Llévame a tu sala del trono
Déjame ver tu belleza, déjame ver tu rostro