João 15

My father is the farmer I am the true vine
Branches that do not bear fruit I will cut off
How many branches claim to be connected to me
Preach in my name call me Lord
How many branches perform miracles
Preach on altars claim to be the chosen ones
But these I will cast out they will be consumed by fire
They will have no part with me!

Do not play around for I am the living God and when I rise I do as I please
I act as I please work as I please, my wrath will fall upon these cut branches
I have been watching for a long time but from now on I will cut!

Hey do not hide at the altar, all will see your fruits
The camera may not see but my eyes are watching
In the final judgment face to face with me, you will be condemned
But those who honor me on this earth remain in my word
As the father loved me so I will love you, your joy will be complete
It was not you who chose me but I chose you!

Connected branches that renounce the world are labeled as little believers
But they keep marching because they know that soon the sky will open!
Connected branches are not intimidated by the stones as they see the sky open
And Jesus standing, they do not give up on Canaan which is just there

Connected branches sanctify their lives to Jesus
They are different shining in the midst of darkness
They walk with decency as they are The Letter that the World is Reading!!

I am a Connected Branch, I do not yield to Sin