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 ninguém ao Seu lado pra lhe amparar
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no lugar da caveira alí expirar
Vejo pendurado na cruz, com olhar de ternura
Orando e dizendo ao Pai: Consumado está
Deus Seu Pai lá do céu, a tudo olhando
Vendo quão duro Seu filho ao calvário subir
Tinha poder de livralo daquela armagura
Mas era mistério está hora, a escritura cumprir
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no lugar da caveira alí expirar
Vejo pendurado 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 havia em Seu rosto
Pisado por nossos pecados sem nunca pecar
Vejo com os olhos da fé, o Seus passos na areia
Vejo no lugar da caveira alí expirar
Vejo pendurado na cruz, com olhar de ternura
Orando e dizendo ao Pai: Consumado está
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
With the heavy cross on His shoulders, He went there groaning
Having no one by her side to support her
I see with the eyes of faith, your footsteps in the sand
I see the skull there expiring
I see Him hanging on the Cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the Father: It is finished
God your Father is watching over everything from heaven
Seeing how hard your son's climb to Calvary was
He had the power to free Him from that bitterness
But it was a mystery at this hour, the fulfillment of the scripture
I see with the eyes of faith, your footsteps in the sand
I see the skull there expiring
I see Him hanging on the cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the father: It is finished
Like the Lamb of God, He did not open His mouth
He went straight to the slaughterhouse, without complaining
There was no beauty in her face
Trampled by our sins without ever sinning
I see with the eyes of faith, your footsteps in the sand
I see the skull there expiring
I see Him hanging on the cross, with a tender gaze
Praying and saying to the father: It is finished
Praying and saying to the father: It is finished