Abraão e Seu Sacrifício

Under some very beautiful date palms
Already being in the darkness of Beersheba
Listening to the birds, among the rose bushes
The patriarch Abraham is seen walking

His heart is troubled before God
For He wants us to serve Him without murmuring
And, out of love, asks the blessed Lord
Do You want my beloved son, then?

The powerful voice of Jehovah is heard
Offer your Isaac to Me
Even if you remain with your soul in pain
For I will bless you if you do so

From being downcast, Abraham becomes strong
And sings hymns, for he already meditates with faith
God can save my son from death
And, without fear, he goes to Moriah

At the foot of the mountain of the supreme sacrifice
Deep sorrow entered Abraham
Will I lose the benefit of my life?
And sadly, he began to climb slowly

For he was about to give, from his heart, the hope
In his autumn, the sacrifice of a flower
Thus he took his lamb to the slaughter
In obedience to the command of the Lord

Isaac with the wood, quickly, goes ahead
Oh, how beautiful it is for Abraham
But he returns to his father gently
And asks him this question

I see the fire and the wood we brought
But where is the burnt offering lamb?
And Abraham's answer is in the Bible
My son, God will provide Himself the lamb for the burnt offering

When Abraham arrived where God had commanded
He made an altar and arranged the wood on it
And to his son, whom he had already tied up
Taking him in his arms, he laid him on the altar

But when Abraham went to sacrifice him
The angel of the Lord called to him from heaven
Do not lay your hand on the boy
For now I know that you fear God

Abraham suddenly lifted his eyes
He sees a lamb caught in the thicket
And taking it, he offers it joyfully
Thus, on the mountain of the Lord, provision is made

The voice of the angel is heard again
The Lord says: Because you have done this
Indeed I will bless your descendants
And through them all the nations will be blessed

We offer our Isaac with firmness
In Moriah where the ideal ends
For it was there that the victors gained strength
Under angelic song

There our God swore fidelity
Also the saints were filled with valor
And we will only have perfect holiness
After we go to the mountain of the Lord