Carta Escondida

I have the mark of the cross in my DNA
Even if I fall wounded
I will rise
I am a hidden letter
In Jehovah's hands
I may fall, I am human
But he comes to help me

On my knees I ask for forgiveness
With care, he lifts me off the ground
Breaking down closed doors
Shattering the prison
They only see me defeated
In the pit like Joseph
One day I was down
But today I am standing
I am standing

I am standing
And the hand that was nailed to the cross sustained me
These stains on my clothes
Are the blood from my Lord's hand
But I don't want to wash myself and I won't change
I am standing

I am standing
As I pass by, they already ask, who is that?
Your face has changed
And these stains on your clothes, what are they?
I want to show the enemy that I have risen
And I am standing

Your face has changed
And these stains on your clothes, what are they?
I want to show the enemy that I have risen
And I am standing
I have the mark of the cross in my DNA