Santo Privilégio

When you arrive in heaven
You won't remember here
Who you were, nor what you did
When you're there
Even if your life
Is so tested
Suffered and cried
In heaven none of that will exist
There everything is joy
It's a privilege to arrive there
It's wonderful

It's a privilege
To be poor here but have
An inheritance in heaven
To live in a humble house
Without any comfort
But to have the certainty that one day
You will reign with God
It's a privilege
To walk with Jesus through the streets
Stepping on gold
To have your name among many
In the book of life
It's a privilege
Holy privilege
It's a privilege

Many don't have here
But have in heaven, a beautiful home
Others have everything in their hands
But won't make it
It's more than a privilege
All of this by grace
And it's only by grace
No one is deserving
I am nothing deserving
It's a privilege to arrive there
It's what I desire the most