A Peneira

Thank you God for choosing me to praise
Among millions on this Earth, you found it funny to use me
Your mercy is great, I will worship you
I am your son, I am your servant so you can use me

Anonymity was good because I wasn't stoned
I am locked in heart and by Jesus I was used
But God exalted me and said: I will blow your name
Preach my word my son, do not abandon me
You will be stoned and persecuted in the nation
I will show you who is a prophet my brother
How a housewife chooses fruit at the market
I'm revealing to you that I'm going to pass the sieve

I'm going, I'm going to pass it through the sieve
I'm going, I'm going to pass it through the sieve
That which is useless will soon appear
It will remain in the sieve and I will undo it
Look, I'm going to, I'm going to pass it through the sieve
I'm going, I'm going to pass it through the sieve
Whoever is great is a star who only lives off fame
It will remain in the sieve, no one deceives God

I am the Lord and I have chosen you as a prophet
I heard your prayer saying my God free me
You are weak, human being and you know that you are a sinner
But you are already washed by the blood of the Lord
Be my voice and say what I tell you
I'm revealing to you, I'm going to start sifting