Carta Smirna
Sérgio Lopes
Smyrna Letter
I know your deeds, your tribulation
And even though you seem poor
I know you are rich in grace
I know you and I know, there is blasphemy in you
From those who claim to be mine and are not
Do not fear the evil you will suffer
Thrown into prison, some of you will be
You will have tribulation, you will suffer for ten days
Be faithful unto death, be faithful unto death
And the crown of life I will give you
