Covardia
Léa Mendonça
Cowardice
In Your name I healed
In Your name I restored lives
In Your name many children
Like the repentant prodigal
I returned to Your hands
I transformed dark nights
Into joyful and sweet mornings
In Your name I carried
From darkness to Your kingdom, multitudes
It was I who was at war
Plundering hell with my praise to God
While I worshipped, the enemy, cowardly
Struck one of mine
It was I who was at war
Plundering hell with my praise to God
While I worshipped, the enemy, cowardly
Struck one of mine
But I did not give up
I did not think of asking for truce or peace
I did not lower my guard, I was determined
To never raise a white flag
I do not surrender, I do not give up
I do not break, I do not give up
I continue in service to the King
It is not crying in corners
But it is with head held high
That I await God's providence
Woe to the one who touches the possessions of an anointed one
It would be better for him not to have been born
Now who will go deep into this cold war
To end this cowardice once and for all
It is God
(It is God)
It was I who was at war
Plundering hell with my praise to God
While I worshipped, the enemy, cowardly
Struck one of mine
It was I who was at war
Plundering hell with my praise to God
While I worshipped, the enemy, cowardly
Struck one of mine
But I did not give up
I did not think of asking for truce or peace
I did not lower my guard, I was determined
To never raise a white flag
I do not surrender, I do not give up
I do not break, I do not give up
I continue in service to the King
It is not crying in corners
But it is with head held high
That I await God's providence
Woe to the one who touches the possessions of an anointed one
It would be better for him not to have been born
Now who will go deep into this cold war
To end this cowardice once and for all
It is God
It is God, it is God
