A Igreja Que Subiu
Carlos de Oliveira
The Church That Rose
At any time a surprise will happen
On this earth the trumpet will sound
And the Earth will account for its dead
And the water will not endure
And those who were burned by the fire
Account they will also give
But the church that dwells on this earth rose
Rose to meet with her groom
Rose
Rose
Rose, there's no use looking
Rose
Rose
The prepared ones went to travel with Christ
The sinners who heard his word
Did not listen
Did not want to believe
Will come crying
Invading the holy temples
It's no use
No one will console them
The pastor of that church disappeared
Who always had
Good advice to give
And the choir
And the youth
And the band rose
Rose, to meet with Jesus
Rose
Rose
Rose, there's no use looking
The prepared ones went to travel with Christ
You who are worried at this time
Will I rise or will I stay?
I invite you
Take advantage while the door
Is open, but it will soon close
Repent of all your sins
Say with me: I also want to rise
For I am part of the church
Bought, washed
That's why I can't stay here
Rose
Rose
Rose, there's no use looking
Rose
Rose, rose, rose
The prepared ones went to travel with Christ
