Está Chegando a Hora

The time is coming to depart
It's the last moment of the Church here
Who knows if now He will return
And take His bride to be with Him
Place where there are streets of gold and walls of crystal
And from the throne flows Life that comes from the throne
And on the throne is the Splendor of All Glory
The King of the Universe who will send His Son to fetch His Church

He comes on the clouds, every eye will see Him
Every knee will bow, before Him everything must bow
His eyes are flames of fire stronger than the Sun
He is the King of Kings before whom the kings of the earth will bow down to His power

He comes to fetch His Church and take her to Jerusalem
Holy city that He prepared
For those who were faithful and did not leave the cross
Will receive the reward that is kept
We will see those hands marked by the nails that wounded them
The same hands that will take the Church to dine at the table of the Lamb
Who was slain and rose again and will reign forever
And with Him the Church will reign forever, too

There will be no more weeping there
For the Lord will wipe away every tear from their eyes
And in the choir of angels we will always sing holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy, holy without ceasing