A Igreja Crê No Teu Sangue
Luanna Dourado
The Church Believes In Your Blood
They exchanged Jesus for a thief, a criminal
They shouted loudly, release, let Barabbas go
It was like saying we don't want the good Savior
They exchanged Jesus for a slave of Satan
They killed Jesus
They killed Jesus
Oh my Jesus, your death to me is a mystery
People who die without you and despise your death
Exchange Jesus for the world and its pleasures
But your Church accepts you and believes in your blood
There are people who still mourn the death of Christ
And remember his wounds as a poor wretch
But He suffered and died so that we could be free
And He rose again and in heaven with His Father He lives
He rose again
He rose again
Oh my Jesus, your death to me is a mystery
People who die without you and despise your death
Exchange Jesus for the world and its pleasures
But your Church accepts you and believes in your blood
