Ah Que Saudade
Fabiana Anastácio
Oh, What Longing
The King is coming back
The King is coming back
The trumpet is sounding
My name will be called
Yes, the King is coming back
The King is coming back
Hallelujah! He is coming to take us
There I will see my father
There I will see my mother
There I will see my Jesus with the marks on His hands
Where is that noisy people
Where is it that no brother is seen
Someone with a voice of lament
Will say at this moment
That people have gone away to Zion
Oh! What longing
Oh! What longing!
I don't want to make comparisons
I am the result of this praying church
I want that church back here today
Oh! What longing
The conductor who led the band
And the choir sang with great boldness
And the children wielding the sword
And saying: The giant will fall!
The young people sang in fervent prayer
The sisters singing with great anointing
It was the mark of a church
That arrived to never leave again
The sister would rise to deliver prophecy
God honored everything she said
Oh! What longing!
Oh! What longing!
Oh! What longing
Oh! What longing!
I don't want to make comparisons
I am the result of this praying church
I want that church back here today
Oh! What longing
The conductor who led the band
And the choir sang with great boldness
And the children wielding the sword
And saying: The giant will fall!
The young people sang in fervent prayer
The sisters singing with great anointing
It was the mark of a church
That arrived to never leave again
The sister would rise to deliver prophecy
God honored everything she said
Oh! What longing!
Oh! What longing!
Oh! What longing
Oh! What longing!
I don't want to make comparisons
I am the result of this praying church
I want that church back here today
Oh! What longing!
Because He lives, I can believe in tomorrow
Because He lives, there is no fear
But I know well
I know that my life
Is in the hands of my Jesus
Who is alive
I am the result of this praying church
Oh! What longing
