A Escolha
Eula Cris
The Choice
It doesn't have appearance, but God chose
Doesn't pray beautifully, but God chose
Doesn't have influence, but God chose
Doesn't have a ring on the finger
But it was God who chose
Doesn't have oratory, but God chose
Doesn't sing beautifully, but God chose
Doesn't have the ability, but the one who enables you is the sovereign God
In the middle of the bush, in the field watching the sheep
There was a young man from the smallest house
Threshing wheat in the winepress, there was a man from a poor family
He thought he was the smallest
But God works differently
Doesn't look at appearance, sees the heart
Don't say you can't, because it was I who sent
So fulfill the mission
I am the one who enables you
I am the one who gives you the strategy
I am the one who presents you, I am your God
Someone sees just a boy, with a stone and a sling
But I see a warrior who will bring down a giant
Someone feels small, who doesn't even know how to speak
But I will speak, so do as I command
Someone may persecute and mock your dreams
But your dreams are part of God's plan
And if someone questions, doesn't want to understand, tell the Lord
God will answer for you
It doesn't have appearance, but God chose
Doesn't pray beautifully, but God chose
Doesn't have influence, but God chose
Doesn't have a ring on the finger
But it was God who chose
Doesn't have oratory, but God chose
Doesn't sing beautifully, but God chose
Doesn't have the ability, but the one who enables you is the sovereign God
I am the one who enables you, I am the one who gives you the strategy
I am the one who presents you
I am your God