Guerreiro da Canção

I will keep fighting
The way I learned
If I live my life singing
I believe it's a gift I received
For every being of humanity
God left a portion
In the midst of every battle
My weapon is the song

You are my portion
You are my reward
Blessed I am
You are my portion

The sword of a valiant servant
Cannot be lowered
The mouth of the man who preaches
Nothing can shut
To the one who sows in good soil
Reaps the fruit with flavor
Meanwhile, I keep singing
What heaven taught me

Let's produce
Fruits of praise
Fruits for honor and glory
Of God and Christ the Lord

To the one who cares for these sheep
My love will increase
To the one who cries for this work
Much in Me will rejoice
And to the one who prays for the whole church
Will perceive My hand
Cleaning its paths
How glorious this mission

Work, work
Watch, watch
And pray without ceasing
For soon the Master will return

And someone looking at me
May not even believe
That I also go through struggle and trial
But I hide in singing
There are, I know, several ways
To overcome tribulation
With me God does differently
I am a warrior of the song

Victory Christ will give us
Victory Christ will give us
We by faith follow the eternal King
Victory He will give to His flock