Foi Amor

It was love, when God here
In this vile world, became man
It was love, when my good God
Was a carpenter, when He walked here
It was love, when my Jesus came
To grant me new life and light
It was love, to suffer on the cross
For me, a poor sinner

It was love, when God descended
To take care of me, like His own child
It was love, to die in pain
For a poor being without any value
It was love, to rise again, finally
To grant me life and endless peace
It was love, to suffer on the cross
For me, a poor sinner