Isaías
Monica Silva
Isaiah
Isaiah I want to use you
Open your mouth, the ember will burn
The Seraphim with the tongs is touching
Burning your lips for you to prophesy
Oh! Isaiah open your mouth
The live ember from the altar will burn you
It will burn your life, you will prophesy
In the ember and fire coming down from the altar
There's a fire ember taken from the altar
Look at this angel that started touching you
Burning your lips with power ember
Look at the mystery that begins to happen
Believers jumping, leaping in glory
And the angel bringing your victory
The fiery Seraphim touched you
Prophesy Isaiah that the glory will descend!
In the year King Uzziah died
Isaiah saw the glory of the Lord
His mantle filled the whole temple
And the prophet saw the sublime throne
Jehovah was seated
His glory filled the whole place
Jehovah spoke to the prophet
Open your mouth and prophesy!
(Isaiah! Open your mouth! Prophesy! Prophesy! I want to use you!)
The Seraphim were above Him
With six wings, two to fly
Another two covered His face
And two covered His feet
And they cried: Holy is the Lord!
This earth is full of power
Oh! Isaiah! Keep prophesying
For the Man of War has just descended!