Sete Cartas

Hey, João, write the things I will say
Seven letters to seven angels of seven Churches
I have seen the affliction, many in need of correction
And the need to hear my voice

To the Church of Ephesus: Remember, therefore, from where you have fallen and repent
And do the first works
Otherwise, I will come to you quickly
And remove your lampstand from its place, if you do not repent
Return to your first love, oh, church, return to your first love

To the Church in Smyrna
Do not fear the things you will suffer
The devil will throw some of you into prison
To be tested and troubled
Be faithful unto death and I will give you the crown of life

To the Church of Pergamum: Do not love the world
Nor the sacrifices of idolatry and prostitution

To the Church in Thyatira: Do not listen to Jezebel
Who has introduced idolatry and prostitution among you

Seek holiness in the Lord, in the Lord, in the Lord
Seek holiness in the Lord

To the Church of Sardis: Rise from the dead
Awake, oh, you who sleep, and Christ will enlighten you

To the Church in Laodicea, seeking only riches
Financial prosperity, lukewarm Church God will vomit
Lukewarm Church God will vomit

I know your works and before you
I have set an open door that no one can shut
Having little, you have not denied my name
As you have kept my Word with patience
I will also keep you from the trial that is coming upon the earth
To test those who dwell on it
Behold, I come quickly
Guard what you have so that no one takes your crown

To the Church of today: What are you doing?
The last hour has come, there is no more time to lose
I will worship only my God
I will sanctify myself to dwell in heaven
I want to see the face of my bridegroom, the Emmanuel
I will snatch souls from hell
And put on the armor of God
I am the church of the last hour

He who has ears, let him hear what the Spirit
Is saying to the Church of the last hour

To the one who overcomes, I will make a pillar in the temple of God
I will give him a new name in the city of my God, the new Jerusalem

Listen, listen, listen to the Spirit of God

I will worship only my God
I will sanctify myself to dwell in heaven
I want to see the face of my bridegroom, the Emmanuel
I will snatch souls from hell
And put on the armor of God
I am the Church of the last hour

What church are you?
Hey João, Hey João