O Anjo do Egito

There is a story from some time ago
Of an Angel sent to Egypt to visit
And all the firstborn of the house he would touch
If there was no Blood on their doorposts

And at midnight the Angel of the Lord passed by
And touched every firstborn of the house
But those who had Blood on the doorposts of their portals
Slept and rested in peace

The Angel of Egypt struck the Firstborn
Because he saw there was no blood on their doorposts
Sprinkle today on your Doorposts the Crimson Blood
As Egypt proclaimed
How glorious it is to have the Marks of the Cross
And be purified by the Blood of Jesus
The evils of this world can never reach me
If the Precious Blood runs in me

Today, in this house, we are gathered
It is not the same angel that will pass by here
It is the angel of the covenant that will touch you
If there is blood on your doorposts

Raise your voice in supplication and prayer
For the Angel has arrived with Victory in his hands
He makes God's Promises known
Miracles will happen today

Feel brother the Angel of the Lord passing by
I feel him now approaching me
He enters through the door and crosses the sides
By faith we can already see

Pass by the Youth and approach the altar
Fly and operate in the choir's chords
Descend upon the Band and the Prayer Circle
And stretch out your hand over us

Pass by the Youth and approach the altar
Fly and operate in the choir's chords
Descend upon the Band and the Prayer Circle
Stretch out your hand over us
Oh, Lord Jesus, come wash me in your crimson Blood
So that I can be sure

That your Precious Blood runs in me
That your precious Blood runs in me
That your precious Blood runs in me
Crimson blood