Igrejinha

Ah! How I miss
The praises that time immortalized
Beautiful hymns that the brothers
Sang in the congregation and the fire fell
And the glory descended, believers were baptized
Souls were saved
Oh, good times!
I want to bring to memory
What brings me hope
I want to remember when I was a child
Remember the vigils
The sisters who led the beautiful choir
The early works, the consecrations
Knees bent in the meetings
Do not let the flame on the altar
Be extinguished, it will continuously burn!
I want to see people crying during the preaching
I want to see repentance, liberation
I want to feel Your presence in a normal service
Where only Your presence is essential!
Do not let the smoldering wick be extinguished
Put wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won't catch
Let the ember burn in your heart
Let the Holy Spirit blow in the anointing
Do not let it go out, the smoldering wick
Put wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won't catch
Do not lose the fervor, return to the first love
Remember where it all began

Do not forget that little church that grew
Fasted and prayed, and heaven broke through
And that joy of those who were going to worship

Tears flowed endlessly
Ah, ah, ah little church
How much glory was felt there
The world will not overshadow you

Ah, ah, ah little church
It had neither fame nor applause
But its star still shines
It is known in heaven
It is built on Earth

Do not let the smoldering wick be extinguished
Put wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won't catch
Let the ember burn in your heart
Let the Holy Spirit blow in the anointing
Do not let the smoldering wick be extinguished
Put wood on the altar
Otherwise, the fire won't catch
Do not lose the fervor, return to the first love
Where it all began

Ah, ah, ah little church
It had neither fame nor applause
But its star still shines
It is known in heaven
It is built on Earth