El Mendigo

A begging man arrived at that temple and sat down, thirsty for the word of God

He wanted to talk to the pastor of that church so that he could advise him and tell him about the Lord

And the shepherd left as if he did not want to
To serve as punishment for that man

And he gave him a coin as alms
He asked him to leave and that man left

And at that moment a car arrived and he got out
An elegant and perfumed man and that shepherd
He almost kissed the hand full of expensive ring and I invited him to the temple

While that poor man was ignored for not having a car, because he was not a doctor

The love of money is the root of all evil
We were all bought by the blood of the Lord
We are all equal here, no one is worth more
Whether they are black or white, he died for all of them
Whether rich or poor, he gives us salvation

He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come
He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come

He walked away from there
That beggar
No one in the neighborhood ever saw him again

He never came back
And in search of what
If your hopes were killed at birth

He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come

Time passed and one February afternoon a millionaire man came to the neighborhood

He wanted to speak to the pastor of that church so that he could advise him and tell him about Jehovah

And the pastor entered with him into his office
The word of one began to teach him
He told me with such beautiful phrases that although we are so different, for God we are the same

And at that moment the millionaire spoke to the pastor
And he said to him, take this coin that you gave me
I am the same one who wanted you to talk to him that morning and you did not listen to him
Today he serves me because I have money because I also have a car today he gives me value

I am the same as that morning, listen carefully
And people are worth it because Christ bought them
Every drop of blood, the vinegar with the gall
The nails in his hands, the thorns in his temple
All that suffering for everyone he suffered

He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come
He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come

The shepherd cried
Again and again
Asking forgiveness from his Lord the God Yireh

He's already up
And it started again
He understood that Christ preached without interest

He died for you, for me, for her and for that
For the children and the old, everyone can come