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My Cross And Your Table

Leticia Moraes

Minha Cruz e Tua Mesa

Um dia eu acordei
Pensando até onde eu iria
Será que de fato
Nada mais importaria

Sobre o meu passado
Sobre Jesus e a minha nova vida
Sobre as feridas que escondi de mim
Escondi de Deus
Não as deixei curar

Eu te beijei
Eu te trai
Eu te neguei

Um morreu
Outro reconheceu e se arrependeu

Eu que construí aquela cruz
Que matou o meu primeiro amor
Ele que era o carpinteiro
E construiu a mesa onde eu estou

Eu que construí aquela cruz
Que matou o meu primeiro amor
Ele que era o carpinteiro
E construiu a mesa onde eu estou

Eu te beijei
Eu te trai
Eu te neguei

Um morreu
Outro reconheceu e se arrependeu

Eu que construí aquela cruz
Que matou o meu primeiro amor
Ele que era o carpinteiro
E construiu a mesa onde eu estou

Eu que fiz a cruz
Ele fez a mesa que me resgatou
Eu que fiz a cruz
Ele que faz a mesa que me resgatou

Eu que construí aquela cruz
Que matou o meu primeiro amor
Ele que era o carpinteiro
E construiu a mesa onde eu estou

Eu te beijei
Eu te trai
Eu te neguei
E mesmo assim ele fez a mesa
Que me resgatou

My Cross And Your Table

One day I woke up
Thinking about how far I would go
Is that really true?
Nothing else would matter

About my past
About Jesus and my new life
About the wounds I hid from myself
I hid it from God
I didn't let them heal

I kissed you
I betrayed you
I denied you

One died
Another recognized it and regretted it

I was the one who built that cross
That killed my first love
He was the carpenter
And he built the table where I am sitting

I was the one who built that cross
That killed my first love
He was the carpenter
And he built the table where I am sitting

I kissed you
I betrayed you
I denied you

One died
Another recognized it and regretted it

I was the one who built that cross
That killed my first love
He was the carpenter
And he built the table where I am sitting

I made the cross
He made the table that rescued me
I made the cross
He who sets the table that rescued me

I was the one who built that cross
That killed my first love
He was the carpenter
And he built the table where I am sitting

I kissed you
I betrayed you
I denied you
And even so, he set the table
Who rescued me