Cheio de Glória

There is a man in white here in this place
With hands stretched out to bless
His chest girded with a golden belt
His eyes are like a torch of fire
His feet like shining bronze
It is the Son of God who is present

There is a man in white here in this place
With hands stretched out to bless
His chest girded with a golden belt
His eyes are like a torch of fire
His feet like shining bronze
It is the Son of God who is present

How delightful this place is (the place is full of glory)
How delightful this place is (the place is full of glory)
How delightful this place is (the place is full of glory)
How delightful this place is (the place is full of glory)

There is fire descending, there is glory rising
There is cold warming up, crying and smiling
There are believers swimming in the river of grace
Old people who seem to have turned into children
There are believers dancing like Miriam
This is glorious, delightful, beautiful
The church marching to Canaan
In the joy of those who left Egypt

Glory, glory, glory, glory
There are angels ascending and descending, carrying requests and bringing victory
Glory, glory, glory, glory
There are angels ascending and descending, carrying requests and bringing victory!