Os Aprovados

God chooses the least of an impoverished tribe
Who threshed wheat hidden from the Midianites
To be the warrior the hero of the nation
Gideon had God put in his heart

He gathers the people to fight
Thirty-two thousand armed to fight
Then God appears and surprises him
Hey, Gideon, wait there, there are a lot of people
Do what I command you, for I will select

Cowards and fearful, come back
Because in my army only those who are warriors fight
Courage is one of the things I look at first
And from that choice ten thousand remained to fight

God said: Bring them all down to the brook
And there I will show you who your greatest warriors will be
In the end, only three hundred were approved
But they were the three hundred that God had selected

You can be beautiful, you can be smart
Have a ring on your finger, be a super believer
Wear expensive clothes, imported cars
To be well known or to be elitist
If not brave, true believer
Fire cinnamon that never surrenders
You will not be chosen to be one of the activists
Of the three hundred separated

There has to be a torch, there has to be fire
Gotta honk your horn, gotta be brave
You have to break the pitcher, you have to be true
You have to be brave, you have to be a warrior

March soldiers, sound the horns
Break the jugs, run up
I can't say, but I know
I'm already seeing the crazy enemies killing each other
And the church winning
Winning, winning, winning, winning, winning, winning

We are chosen by God to be honored
Here in this land we have to be used
Today God chooses you to be one of the three hundred approved