Rei Dos Reis
Anderson Freire
King of Kings
It had no appearance
No beauty
It pleased the eyes of those who saw it
He was despised
The most rejected among men
That's how he came about
But, that's not how John saw it
When he was taken up to heaven he ascended
He was on a white horse
Your eyes are a flame of fire
There are many diadems on your head
He has a name written that no one knows, except himself
He is dressed in a blood-stained robe Followed by the army of heaven
Riding a horse
With pure white clothing
John was there in heaven and saw
A sharp sword came out of his mouth
And on his thigh it says this
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Christ! Victorious!
Christ! Worshipped!
Christ! The living lamb is now transformed
In a body of Glory!
Glory! Glory! Glory!
He is the almighty King of Glory!
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Glorious Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Adored Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Glorious Christ
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Adored Christ
