Missionário Ideal

Ideal missionary, oh! Claret, my good friend!
I'll travel the world with you to meet the Lord.

I wish I could be like you, walking the paths with a burning fire inside,
Leading people to a great ideal,
And showing the nations the way to God.

I wish I could be like you, working all day in the Lord's vineyard.
Let someone else use my nets, let someone else use the loom.
My money, my inheritance: The face of God.

I wish I could be like you, and feel the tenderness of a mother's heart.
Send me, your arm, to the people of the south, and whisper in my ear: I am your mother.

I wish I could be like you, walking a thousand paths, proclaiming without fear.
One hand in time and the other in God,
And hear the spirit: The Lord is coming.