O Inocente
O véu do templo se rasgou, e o céu escureceu
Soldados apavorados, porque a terra tremeu
Três cruzes lá no alto, três homens diferentes
Dois eram culpados e um era inocente
Um soldado em sua carne uma lança transpassou
Saiu sangue, saiu água do inocente salvador
Sepultaram o inocente, uma guarda foi montada
O seu corpo e suas vestes poderiam ser roubadas
A pedra tão pesada um anjo da porta tirou
Os soldados viram quando o inocente ressuscitou
Os lençóis ali dobrados, o túmulo não o prendeu
O inocente condenado era o filho de Deus
Eu era o culpado, ele era inocente
Pra mim era a cruz, que carregou humildemente
Chicotadas que levou, eram para ser em mim
Sua carne foi rasgada, suportou até o fim
A coroa que ele usou tinha outro endereço
Era a minha cabeça, ele pagou o preço
Eu estava condenado, minha briga ele comprou
Eu que era odiado, hoje ele me amou
Eu era o culpado, ele era inocente
Pra mim era a cruz, que carregou humildemente
Chicotadas que levou, eram para ser em mim
Sua carne foi rasgada, suportou até o fim
A coroa que ele usou tinha outro endereço
Era a minha cabeça, ele pagou o preço
Eu estava condenado, minha briga ele comprou
Eu que era odiado, hoje ele me amou
Hoje ele me amou
The Innocent
The temple veil was torn, and the sky darkened
Terrified soldiers, as the earth trembled
Three crosses up high, three different men
Two were guilty and one was innocent
A soldier pierced his flesh with a spear
Blood and water flowed from the innocent savior
They buried the innocent, a guard was set
His body and clothes could have been stolen
The heavy stone was removed by an angel from the door
The soldiers saw when the innocent rose
The folded linens, the tomb couldn't hold him
The condemned innocent was the Son of God
I was guilty, he was innocent
For me, it was the cross he humbly carried
The lashes he endured were meant for me
His flesh was torn, he endured until the end
The crown he wore had a different destination
It was for my head, he paid the price
I was condemned, my fight he bought
I who was hated, today he loved me
I was guilty, he was innocent
For me, it was the cross he humbly carried
The lashes he endured were meant for me
His flesh was torn, he endured until the end
The crown he wore had a different destination
It was for my head, he paid the price
I was condemned, my fight he bought
I who was hated, today he loved me
Today he loved me
Escrita por: Everaldo Gretter