Relato Dos Que Ficaram
Mensageiros da Profecia
The Tale of Those Who Stayed
Blink your eyes, many things can happen in just a blink of an eye
A bomb explodes, a gun fires, a tear falls, a child is born
A life can be completely changed in this short period of time
Imagine if now you blinked your eyes
And all the truly good people disappeared
Try to imagine the chaos, the disorder, the lamentations
The fear that takes over every human being who stayed
We believe that this will indeed happen
But not like magic, but Jesus who comes to gather his chosen ones
We don't know the day or the hour, we just know it's close
And whether you believe it or not, our lives will be affected by each of these events
And our duty as messengers of prophecy is to warn you
So that you are prepared when the last trumpet sounds
The trumpet will sound
A clamor will arise
Many will bow down
There's no use running away anymore
I'll tell you
What will happen
To those who don't believe
Who mock, belittle
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
Seven in the morning, the clock has already gone off
I looked to the side of my bed, where's my love?
I felt her perfume, but inside a chill
When I looked, only her pajamas in an empty space
I froze, it's a joke, right? Are you there?
Didn't know whether to cry or smile
I shouted your name and could only hear the echo through the house
I got up and went to see how the kids were
I opened the door cautiously so as not to wake my two treasures
When I looked, I only saw clothes, man, I got scared
I ran like crazy asking the neighbors
Did you see my wife? Did you see my little ones?
The attempt was futile, because everyone was looking
For someone from their family and also couldn't find
I went back home, sat on the couch trying to think about the situation
In search of answers, I turned on the television
There are already over twelve million missing persons in Brazil alone since early this morning
Among the missing are children up to approximately seven years old
Who also disappeared without any explanation
We will return shortly with more information about this event
Which is already a milestone in human history
Crazy, I remembered what she told me
About the Bible, about God and I laughed in her face
I felt the bitter taste of regret
I went back to the past and thought for a moment
If I had listened, and followed the right path
If I had realized that the time was near
And forever in the West, my life was marked
I found the CD of the messengers with the following words
The trumpet will sound
A clamor will arise
Many will bow down
There's no use running away anymore
I'll tell you
What will happen
To those who don't believe
Who mock, belittle
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
In the blink of an eye, the earth stopped
The world was surprised when He returned
My mother left me and didn't even say goodbye
I don't know at the moment what she felt
They told me that like her, there were thousands in the world
Who disappeared, in seven thousandths of a second
I took a deep breath that morning, and went to look
For an answer, a reason, someone to explain to me
On this journey I saw accidents, and several clothes
Scattered all over the ground, how crazy
Near home there was a plane shattered
And the pilot's body was not found
But one thing really caught my attention
Near a preschool, many uniforms on the ground
My heart, hard as stone, couldn't contain itself
When I heard a mother shout, my son where are you?
I really should have been prepared
I went back home and remembered what my mother had told me
My son return to Jesus before Jesus returns to you
But I didn't want to listen, just wanted to enjoy, smile
I went out there lying to myself that life was like that
I surrendered to the world and its passions
All that was left was regret and lamentations
The trumpet will sound
A clamor will arise
Many will bow down
There's no use running away anymore
I'll tell you
What will happen
To those who don't believe
Who mock, belittle
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
The world is out there, ready to swallow
And if you don't want to believe
Just look, to the side and you will see
This generation will not pass
The sun had already risen
And the vigil was over
I was talking to the brothers
For a second I looked to the side
It was sudden like a flash in my vision
Blinding me, stunned, I fell to the ground
Seven thousandths of a second that seemed like eternity
The story of the rapture was indeed true
I don't understand why of this church only I remained
If several sinners ascended, where did I go wrong?
There on the ground, taken by resentment when I heard a voice
It wasn't just you who stayed
In fact, those who converted ascended
And truly repented from the heart
Different from us who were just façade
Who couldn't see an error without pointing fingers
I, the pastor, made the pot with praise
We praised ourselves and not the name of the Lord
Me and my theology courses
I taught the church what I thought I knew
Pride took over
And I put out anyone who I thought threatened me
Spoke ill of other churches
That the other pastors were worthless
To me only mine was worth it and the other churches were worthless
I wanted the church for myself
Only thought about it all the time
The temple is mine now, but the church is gone