Igrejinha

Ah! How I miss
The praises that time has immortalized
Beautiful hymns that the folks
Sang in the congregation and the fire fell
And the glory came down, believers were baptized
Souls were saved
Oh, what a good time!

I want to bring to mind
What gives me hope
I want to remember when I was a kid
Remember the vigils
The sisters who led the beautiful choir
The first works, the consecrations
Knees bent in the meetings
Don’t let the flame on the altar go out
The fire that will keep burning!

I want to see people crying during the sermon
I want to see repentance, liberation
I want to feel Your presence in a regular service
Where only Your presence is essential!

Don’t let the smoldering wick go out
Put some wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won’t catch
Keep the ember alive in your heart
Let the Holy Spirit blow in the anointing
Don’t let the smoldering wick go out
Put some wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won’t catch
Don’t lose the fervor, return to your first love
Remember where it all began

Don’t forget that little church that grew
Fasted and prayed, and heaven broke through
And that joy of those who came to worship

Tears flowed endlessly
Ah, ah, ah little church
How much glory was felt there
The world won’t overshadow you

Ah, ah, ah little church
No fame or applause was there
But your star still shines
In heaven, it’s known
On Earth, it’s built

Don’t let the smoldering wick go out
Put some wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won’t catch
Keep the ember alive in your heart
Let the Holy Spirit blow in the anointing
Don’t let the smoldering wick go out
Put some wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won’t catch
Don’t lose the fervor, return to your first love
Where it all began

Ah, ah, ah little church
No fame or applause was there
But your star still shines
In heaven, it’s known
On Earth, it’s built