Em Teu Jardim
Antônio Cirilo
In Your Garden
In Your garden, I will be at the turning of the day
Waiting for You, Lord
There I'll be, I won't run away
For I've been washed in the blood, in the blood of the Lamb
I will hear Your voice and draw near to You
With my lips, I'll kiss You
And holding Your hand, I'll walk with You, over the stones of fire
In the garden, I hear the sound of the Lord
Where are You? He asks me
Here I am, waiting for You
For I've been washed in the blood, in the blood of the Lamb
Where are You? Lord, here I am!
Will You come with me? Yes, give me Your hand
With You, Lord, everything seems to fly!
And when the day ends, I'll be in Your garden waiting for You
In Your garden, I will be at the turning of the day, day after day
There I'll be, I won't run away
For I've been washed in the blood, in the blood of the Lamb
I will hear Your voice and draw near to You
With my lips, I'll kiss You
And holding Your hand, I'll walk with You, over the stones of fire
In the garden, I hear the sound of the Lord
Where are You? He asks me
Here I am, waiting for You
For I've been washed in the blood, in the blood of the Lamb
Where are You? Lord, here I am!
Will You come with me? Yes, give me Your hand
With You, Lord, everything seems to fly!
With You, I'll walk over the stones of fire, my beloved
