Coleção de Fiéis

Think of a man
Who gave up a palace
And turned down the favors
Of his father-in-law
Forty years
In the desert wasn’t easy
If he doesn’t enter the Promised Land
With his people

Just a step
From the Promised Land
The waters from a rock come
And take away the dreams of a life
The rock of Meribah
Was struck
But Moses felt the pain
Of a promise interrupted
There are dreams
That don’t become reality
Unless the dreamer conquers the world
And only wakes up in Hades
Maybe that’s why
The Lord took him
And from His own dreams
Moses, God hid

Where do you want to go, sis?
Milk and honey, but there are giants there
Where God wants to take you
There’s joy, there’s rest there

The throne you want to climb has Saul
To chase you down
The throne God wants to give you
Is a throne of glory
And at His right hand, with Moses
We will sit down

Oh Lord
Don’t let me enter
Any place
That keeps me from reaching heaven
With my feet
Come protect me
From my own desires
I want to go where the Lord
Took Moses
I won’t let my blessing
Turn into a curse
I want to be part of Your collection of the faithful

Come, Lord, take me
Guide my feet
I want to go where the Lord
Took Moses

Come, Lord, take me
Guide my feet
I want to be part of Your collection
Of the faithful