Noemi e Rute
Keyth Santos
Noemi and Ruth
Noemi, say goodbye to Ruth
And return to your land
Because this is the end
Ruth by the wayside
Sees her life finished
Her dreams scattered on the ground
What remains now is
Only frustration
A rejected Moabite with no value
With no one to help
She only had pain
Look at my state, Noemi, where do I go?
From now on, your people are my people
Your God is my God
So go, wash yourself, anoint yourself
Prepare new clothes
Prepare to meet the Lord
Your God
For He is the healer
The redeemer, the savior
He is the producer of miracles
He is the one who welcomes the forgotten
Raises up the wounded from the heap
Always has a way out for the needy
For the abandoned, He is shelter
Brings healing to the wounded heart
Confounds the great when choosing the small
Brings down the mighty by exalting the humble
The same God you serve
I serve
(Pause)
So go, wash yourself, anoint yourself
Prepare new clothes
Prepare to meet the Lord
Your God
For He is the healer
The redeemer, the savior
He is the producer of miracles
He is the one who welcomes the forgotten
Raises up the wounded from the heap
Always has a way out for the needy
For the abandoned, He is shelter
Brings healing to the wounded heart
Confounds the great when choosing the small
Brings down the mighty by exalting the humble
The same God you serve
I serve
He is the one who welcomes the forgotten
Raises up the wounded from the heap
Always has a way out for the needy
For the abandoned, He is shelter
Brings healing to the wounded heart
Confounds the great when choosing the small
Brings down the mighty by exalting the humble
The same God you serve
I serve
Brings down the mighty by exalting the humble
The same God you serve
I serve
The same God you serve
I serve
