Meia-Noite Cristãos
Edgar Martins
Midnight Christians
It's midnight, this august moment
When the God-man came down to us
To cleanse our guilt forever
A propitiatory that opens the heavens to us
The whole world is filled with hope
On his night, a Savior is born
On their knees, people await the new covenant
Christmas, Christmas, the Redeemer is born
Christmas, Christmas, the Redeemer is born
The Redeemer redeemed any offense
The earth is free, the heavens have opened
Being a brother to those who were only slaves
The chains break for those who were guilty
To Christ, they bring open hearts
He is born and suffers in the end for us
Rise up, people, and sing that you are free
Christmas, Christmas, raise your voice high
Christmas, Christmas, raise your voice high
