Nos Braços do Pai
Ana Paula Valadão
In the Father's Arms
Father, I'm here, look at me
Desperate for more of You
Your presence is my sustenance
Your Word, my food
I need to hear Your voice saying, like this
Come, beloved son
Come, in My arms, rest
And, very safely, I will lead you to My altar
There, I will talk to you
With My love, I will envelop you
I want to look into your eyes
Your wounds, I will heal
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Father, I'm here, look at me
(Look at me) Desperate
Desperate for more of You
Your presence is my sustenance
Your Word, my food
I need to hear Your voice saying, like this
Come, beloved son
Come, in my arms, rest
And, very safely, I will lead you to My altar
There, I will talk to you
With My love, I will envelop you
I want to look into your eyes
Your wounds, I will heal
Come, beloved son
Come, in my arms, rest
And, very surely, I will lead you to My altar
There, I will talk to you
With My love, I will envelop you
I want to look into your eyes
(Your wounds) I will heal
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Come, beloved son
Come as you are
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
Father, my Father
My Daddy, Abba Father
