Текст песни Brazil

From the four corners of this land We hear a cry, we hear a prayer The tears of hope and faith are shed To bring forth things that are still ahead We have the promise of revival The nations wait for it to see And our inheritance, our country We declare that all God's self will be Brazil, there's a people here who love you Brazil, there's a dream that God has given We cry out to Him We believe his faithful plan Soon He will come to restore you once again If my people who are called by my holy name Humble themselves, if they pray, If they seek my face If my people who are called by my holy name Prepare to turn away from their wicked ways I will hear, I will forgive, I will heal their land