O mistério

Look at this mystery in the congregation
And what I'm seeing I want to reveal
It's the Man in White who's in this house
With hands full of embers

And I feel your glory
He is girded with gold, a two-edged sword in his hand
And with his feet he treads upon the earth and shines like brass
He has eyes of fire, he has a face of the Sun
There are signs of blackheads on the feet and hands

And on his thigh it is written
That He is the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

He is Holy, He is the King of Glory
It is infinite, It is God the Most High
It's powerful, it's glorious, I feel the flame of its embers
Burning down this house, welcome there, welcome brother
Power of God in your hands
To heal, to free, even the crippled will walk

Step on the coals, walk on the fire
Say with me that He is Holy and He is a mighty God
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

Fill your hands with embers and throw them over the church
Fill your hands with embers and throw them on the altar
Burns the disease drives out the enemy, and whoever
if you are sad, you will be happy
In the prayer circle there are embers, in
youth too
Enter the holy fire of the Lord and dance
how Miriam and David danced

And saying: Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

He is Holy, He is the King of Glory
It is infinite, It is God the Most High
It's powerful, it's glorious, I feel the flame of its embers
Burning down this house, welcome there, welcome brother
Power of God in your hands
To heal, to free, even the crippled will walk
Step on the coals, walk on the fire
Say with me that He is Holy and He is a mighty God
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

And the elders bend their knees
They shout loudly for the earth to hear
Everyone loves the Man in White
Because He is the Son of Jehovah

March, soldier, march
Before the General you have to march
He is the Man in White, Son of the living God
Everyone that breathes must worship

And saying: Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

He is Holy, He is the King of Glory
It is infinite, It is God the Most High
It's powerful, it's glorious, I feel the flame of its embers
Burning down this house, welcome there, welcome brother
Power of God in your hands
To heal, to free, even the crippled will walk
Step on the coals, walk on the fire
Say with me that He is Holy and He is a mighty God
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
He is Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord