A Caminho do Calvário

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On the Way to Calvary

Jesus prostrated in the garden of Gethsemane praying
Taken by a fear, he was sad and distressed
He already foresaw the pain, the suffering, the bitter cup
The moment to face the cross had arrived
Hell invested to make him give up
His heart beat strongly to the point of exploding
He sweated drops of blood, he didn't flee, didn't retreat, he stayed there

They nailed him and the bitter journey began
Of scourging, pain, anguish, and humiliation
They tied up my Jesus like a criminal
His state was sad, the situation
Like a horror movie, the people watched
The painful scourges moved many
The whip with iron tips tore him
A crown of thorns was placed on him

They forced him to carry the heavy rough cross
In the streets of Jerusalem, Jesus walked
With his bloodied, beaten, torn body
Just, holy, blameless, he carried our cross
The crucifixion was a dreadful scene
The sharp nails pierced his hands
Father, I entrust my sad spirit, expression
Our master expired, the ground trembled

Jesus died, but on the third day he rose
Infallible, invincible, our savior
Architect of the universe, the supreme being
Lion of the tribe of Judah, the owner of power

Owner of power, owner of power, owner of power, owner of power
He is unchangeable, his strength immeasurable
His voice, his enemies must obey
Owner of power, owner of power, owner of power, owner of power
He is unchangeable, his strength immeasurable
He is almighty, in his name there is power

They nailed him and the bitter journey began
Of scourging, pain, anguish, and humiliation
They tied up my Jesus like a criminal
His state was sad, the situation
Like a horror movie, the people watched
The painful scourges moved many
The whip with iron tips tore him
A crown of thorns was placed on him

They forced him to carry the heavy rough cross
In the streets of Jerusalem, Jesus walked
With his bloodied, beaten, torn body
Just, holy, blameless, he carried our cross
The crucifixion was a dreadful scene
The sharp nails pierced his hands
Father, I entrust my sad spirit, expression
Our master expired, the ground trembled

Jesus died, but on the third day he rose
Infallible, invincible, our savior
Architect of the universe, the supreme being
Lion of the tribe of Judah, the owner of power

Owner of power, owner of power, owner of power, owner of power
He is unchangeable, his strength immeasurable
His voice, his enemies must obey
Owner of power, owner of power, owner of power, owner of power
He is unchangeable, his strength immeasurable
He is almighty, in his name there is power

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