Autor da Minha Fé

Oh Father, I, so wanted to see my Lord
Descending to meet me
I can even imagine the resplendent glory
Of the Lord Jesus
Transcending the white clouds
In the purest blue
Where neither south nor north will exist
And amidst tears, smiles of joy
And pleasure
I who was blind, now I can see
Contemplate, contemplate at last
That's why I sing glory

Glory, glory, to the author of my faith
Glory, glory, to the author of my faith

Oh Father, I, so wanted, so much to hear
The sound that will open the triumphant meeting
To see friends who, one day in Christ
Became my brothers
And now yes, we can hold hands
For we all have one
Only one, one Lord

And here is the comfort that surrounds my life
My Lord Jesus
Who was indeed killed on that cross
Will return, will return at last
That's why I sing glory
Glory, glory, to the author of my faith
Glory, glory, to the author of my faith

Glory to the Lord (Hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (Hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord (Hallelujah)
Author of my faith (Hallelujah)
Glory to the Lord