500 Graus
Cassiane
500 Degrees
A different kind of rain is now forming in the sky
A storm of blessing and power
A glorious warmth fills the entire church
500 degrees of pure holy fire and power
To make illness disappear
To make the enemy run away from you
A cloud of victory hangs over the church
God's prediction says it will rain
It will rain strange languages from all sides
And I want to come out of this storm soaking wet
Wet and coated with this power
Now the impossible is going to happen
It is God's promise
The fire will descend, by that power!
It is God's promise
The fire will descend, by that power!
It's already starting to happen
Under this rain I can contemplate
Hallelujah from here, glory and hallelujah from there
Flooding the brothers
With the blessing in hand
I see thousands of angels
Coming in a huge thunderclap
That side has power
On this side, there is victory
There are brothers up ahead
Being baptized, giving glory
Right there in the middle, the fire falls
Every illness succumbs and leaves
In the holy name of Jesus
A different kind of rain is now flooding this church
A storm of blessing and power
Such glorious heat is burning away sin
Destroying everything that afflicts you
500 degrees of pure holy fire and power
And it has already made illnesses disappear
And it has already made the enemy flee from you
A cloud of victory continues to hang over the church
The forecast tells us that it will still rain
It will rain strange languages from all sides
And I want to come out of this storm soaking wet
Wet and coated with this power
Now the impossible is going to happen
It is God's promise
The fire will descend, by that power!
It is God's promise
The fire will descend, by that power!
It's already starting to happen
Under this rain I can contemplate
Hallelujah from here, glory and hallelujah from there
Flooding the brothers
With the blessing in hand
I see thousands of angels
Coming in a huge thunderclap
That side has power
On this side, there is victory
There are brothers up ahead
Being baptized, giving glory
Right there in the middle, the fire falls
Every illness succumbs and leaves
In the holy name of Jesus
Right there in the middle, the fire falls
Every illness succumbs and leaves
In the holy name of Jesus
500 degrees of pure holy fire and power
