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Ink of Blood

Valesca Mayssa

Tinta de Sangue

(Ô glória!)
(Ô glória!)

O dia em que o mundo parou
E o Sol não mais deu sua luz
A Terra se estremeceu
Morria o Filho de Deus

A cruz que outrora era vergonha
Foi instrumento de restauração
Pra quem estava ferido
O véu que separava foi rasgado
Me dando acesso ao altar (pra quê?)
(Para adorar)

Ali não era o final
Jesus estava escrevendo
A minha história com tinta de sangue
Com tinta de sangue
Ali Ele me deu valor
E mudou toda trajetória
E tudo isso com tinta de sangue
Com tinta de sangue

(Eu vou Te engrandecer!)

A cruz que outrora era vergonha
Foi instrumento de restauração
Pra quem estava ferido
O véu que separava foi rasgado
Me dando acesso (ao altar) (cê pode dizer pra quê? Pra quê?)
Para adorar

Ali não era o final
Jesus estava escrevendo
A minha história com tinta de sangue
Com tinta de sangue
Ali Ele me deu valor
E mudou toda trajetória (ei!)
E tudo isso com tinta de sangue
Com tinta de sangue

(Obrigada, Senhor!)
(Quem pode dizer isso?)

Fui restaurado lá na cruz
Fui liberto lá na cruz
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus
Fui restaurado lá na cruz
Fui liberto lá na cruz
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus
(Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus) (só quem reconhece isso canta, canta!)

Fui restaurado (lá na cruz)
Fui liberto lá na cruz
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus
Liberto (pelo sangue de Jesus) (fui restaurado!)
Fui restaurado lá na cruz
Fui liberto lá na cruz
Liberto pelo sangue (de Jesus)
Oh-oh-oh

Ali não era o final
Jesus estava escrevendo
A minha história com tinta de sangue
(Com tinta de sangue)
Ali Ele me deu valor
E mudou toda trajetória
E tudo isso com (tinta de sangue) (cê pode dizer mais uma vez?)
(Com tinta de sangue) (diga: Fui restaurado, fui restaurado!)

Fui restaurado (lá na cruz)
Fui liberto lá (na cruz)
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus
Liberto pelo sangue (de Jesus)
Fui restaurado lá (na cruz)
Fui liberto lá na cruz
Liberto pelo sangue (de Jesus)
Liberto pelo sangue de Jesus

Pelo sangue de Jesus
(Diga comigo!)

Ali não era o final
(Jesus estava escrevendo)
A minha história (com tinta de sangue)
Com tinta (de sangue)
Ali Ele me deu valor
E mudou toda trajetória
E tudo isso (com tinta de sangue)
(Com tinta de sangue)

(Aleluia!)

Ink of Blood

(Oh, glory!)
(Oh, glory!)

The day the world stood still
And the Sun no longer shared its light
The Earth itself did tremble
The Son of God was breathing His last

The cross, once a mark of shame
Became an instrument of my restoration
For the one who was wounded
The veil that separated was torn in two
Giving me access to the altar (for what?)
(To adore)

There, it was not the end
Jesus was tenderly writing
My own story with ink of blood
With ink of blood
There He bestowed my worth
And changed my entire journey
And all of this with ink of blood
With ink of blood

(I will glorify You!)

The cross, once a mark of shame
Became an instrument of my restoration
For the one who was wounded
The veil that separated was torn in two
Giving me access (to the altar) (can you say for what? For what?)
To adore

There, it was not the end
Jesus was tenderly writing
My own story with ink of blood
With ink of blood
There He bestowed my worth
And changed my entire journey (hey!)
And all of this with ink of blood
With ink of blood

(Thank you, my Lord!)
(Who can say this?)

I was restored there at the cross
I was set free there at the cross
Set free by the blood of Jesus
Set free by the blood of Jesus
I was restored there at the cross
I was set free there at the cross
Set free by the blood of Jesus
(Set free by the blood of Jesus) (only those who know this sing, sing!)

I was restored (there at the cross)
I was set free there at the cross
Set free by the blood of Jesus
Set free (by the blood of Jesus) (I was restored!)
I was restored there at the cross
I was set free there at the cross
Set free by the blood (of Jesus)
Oh-oh-oh

There, it was not the end
Jesus was tenderly writing
My own story with ink of blood
(With ink of blood)
There He bestowed my worth
And changed my entire journey
And all of this with (ink of blood) (can you say it one more time?)
(With ink of blood) (say: I was restored, I was restored!)

I was restored (there at the cross)
I was set free there (at the cross)
Set free by the blood of Jesus
Set free by the blood (of Jesus)
I was restored there (at the cross)
I was set free there at the cross
Set free by the blood (of Jesus)
Set free by the blood of Jesus

By the blood of Jesus
(Say it with me!)

There, it was not the end
(Jesus was tenderly writing)
My own story (with ink of blood)
With ink (of blood)
There He bestowed my worth
And changed my entire journey
And all of this (with ink of blood)
(With ink of blood)

(Hallelujah!)

Composição: Beto Rocha / Misaias Oliveira