Isaías 9
Rodolfo Abrantes
Isaiah 9
A child is born
As a Son is given to us
He is God Himself
And lives in me
Under His wings
I hid
And His name is wonderful
Glory to the Prince of peace
A child is born
As a Son is given to us
He is God Himself
And lives in me
Under His wings
I hid
And His name is wonderful
Glory to the Prince of peace
The sky begins to open
All the earth bowed to You
Christ, King of kings
Came to seek us
Carry us in Your hands
Through the gates of the city
In the new Jerusalem
Your bride will enter
Your bride will enter
The sky begins to open
All the earth bowed to You
Christ, King of kings
Came to seek us
Carry us in Your hands
Through the gates of the city
In the new Jerusalem
Your bride will enter
The sky begins to open
All the earth bowed to You
Christ, King of kings
Came to seek us
Carry us in Your hands
Through the gates of the city
In the new Jerusalem
Your bride will enter
In the new Jerusalem
Your bride will enter
In the new Jerusalem
Your bride will enter
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
No one touches me like You
No one sees me like You see me
Makes Your face shine upon me
No one touches me like You
No one sees me like You see me
Makes Your face shine upon me
No one touches me like You
No one sees me like You see me
Makes Your face shine upon me
No one touches me like You
No one sees me like You see me
Makes Your face shine upon me
No one touches me like You
No one sees me like You see me
Makes Your face shine upon me
