Faltan Cinco Para Las Doce
Samuel Hernandez
Five Minutes to Twelve
Five minutes to twelve, I'm here alone crying
My friends have all left, me with my guitar in hand
With pencil and paper in the living room crying
God and my guitar the relief of all my sorrows
Suddenly I hear a voice saying to me: 'What are you doing there crying?
Even if everyone abandons you, I will always be by your side'
He took the handkerchief and dried my tears; it was Jesus who had arrived in time
I start writing this song that is freeing me
Rivers of living water filling my whole being
I start speaking new languages and end up dancing
And whoever feels the Holy Spirit, raise their hands
Chorus:
Jesus has arrived, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
[How many are feeling?]
That Jesus has arrived here, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
I start writing this song that is freeing me
Rivers of living water filling my whole being
I start speaking new languages and end up dancing
And whoever feels the Holy Spirit, raise their hands
Chorus:
Jesus has arrived, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
[How many are feeling?]
That Jesus has arrived here, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
Welcome Jesus by raising your hands
Welcome Jesus by raising your hands
Welcome Jesus
Chorus:
Jesus has arrived, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
[How many are feeling?]
That Jesus has arrived here, the power has arrived, the authority, the anointing has arrived
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
And this house that was once empty, is now full of his love
It's a little past twelve, I'm not crying anymore.
