Escreve
Fernanda Brum
Write
I recognize that voice
I'll turn around to see
Who calls me by name
I recognize that voice
I'll turn around to see
Who calls me by name
The voice is of my Christ
But He looks so different
His hair is white
I see fire in His eyes
And His feet so radiant
The voice is of my Christ
I can't forget
It's the same voice that said
I go up to the Father
But I come back to get you
Write to My church
About My kingdom, your future home
Write the song that the angels sing
And that very soon My church will sing
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
But He conquered, He conquered
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
But He conquered, He conquered
Write to My church
About My kingdom, your future home
Write the song that the angels sing
And that very soon My church will sing
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
But He conquered, He conquered
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
But He conquered, He conquered
Worthy, worthy to open the book (worthy)
Of all glory (worthy)
Worthy, worthy, worthy
Of all praise (worthy)
Of all my worship (worthy)
