Não Negarei Minha Fé
Beatriz Andrade
I Will Not Deny My Faith
I won't go back
I made my decision
It's no use, nothing will convince me
I won't deny God
They can arrest me, they can hurt me
But from my mouth they'll only hear
That my heart is only yours
I'm a worshiper, I only worship God
Because for me to live is Christ
And to die is gain in this world
A crown, a dwelling
A prize, a trophy for those who were faithful here
I may suffer for love of you
I will fight the good fight to the end
I will not deny my faith
I'm a worshiper, I promise to be faithful Lord
In the furnace, in prison wherever
I will not deny my faith, I'm a worshiper
In tribulation, in persecution
Nothing will separate me from you, Lord
They can arrest me, they can hurt me
But from my mouth they'll only hear
That my heart is only yours
I'm a worshiper, I only worship God
Because for me to live is Christ
And to die is gain in this world
A crown, a dwelling
A prize, a trophy for those who were faithful here
I may suffer for love of you
I will fight the good fight to the end
Not denying faith is to be scourged
Is to suffer for love and even be mistreated
Is to know that your life can be taken at any moment
Prepare yourself, you will suffer humiliation
But you will receive the reward
A crown, my brother
Do not deny your faith, do not deny, no
Do not deny your faith, do not deny, no
Continue towards the goal with strength and faith
Be faithful, God is with you
Continue towards the goal with strength and faith
Be faithful, God is with you
I will not deny my faith
I'm a worshiper, I promise to be faithful Lord
In the furnace, in prison wherever
I will not deny my faith, I'm a worshiper
In tribulation, in persecution
Nothing will separate me from you, Lord
I will not deny my faith
I'm a worshiper, I promise to be faithful Lord
In the furnace, in prison wherever
I will not deny my faith, I'm a worshiper
In tribulation, in persecution
Nothing will separate me from you, Lord
Who will separate us from the love of Christ?
Tribulation? Distress?
Persecution? Famine?
Nakedness? Danger?
Or the sword?
Nothing, absolutely nothing will separate us from the love of Christ