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It's Time to Seek the Lord

Ruthelene Melo

É Tempo de Buscar o Senhor

Semeai para vós em justiça
Ceifai o fruto do constante amor
E lavrai o campo da lavoura
Pois é tempo de buscar o senhor

Até que ele venha
Até que ele venha
Até que ele venha e chova justiça sobre vós

Eis que ele vem saltando os montes
Quebrando os portões de bronze
General de Guerra, é o Senhor dos Exércitos

Por isso: Buscai, buscai, buscai
A Ele: Clamai, clamai, clamai
Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar

No piscar de olhos, trombetas tocando
O céu se abrindo, e os anjos louvando
E a igreja subindo, ao encontro daquele
Que está lhe chamando
Ele é santo seu nome é fiel morreu numa cruz
Ele é o Emanuel comprou com seu sangue
As almas dos homens para levar pro céu

Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem

Por isso: Buscai, buscai buscai
A Ele: Clamai, clamai, clamai
Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar

Há muitos perdidos e sem direção
Almas escravizadas algemas nas mãos
Mas o povo remido aguarda promessa morar em Sião
Mas que povo é esse futura esposa
Querida e amada do Deus verdadeiro
Toda ataviada a noiva lavada no sangue do cordeiro

Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem

Por isso: Buscai, buscai buscai
A Ele: Clamai, clamai, clamai
Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar

Quem é injusto faça injustiça, quem é sujo suje-se ainda
E quem é santo santifique-se mais ainda
A igreja proclama há uma saída Jesus é o caminho, a verdade e a vida
E quem quiser venha beber de graça da água da vida

Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem buscar seu povo
Ele vem

Por isso: Buscai, buscai buscai
A Ele: Clamai, clamai, clamai
Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar

Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar
Igreja sofrida, noiva perseguida
Ele vem te buscar

It's Time to Seek the Lord

Sow for yourselves in righteousness
Reap the fruit of constant love
And plow the field of harvest
For it is time to seek the Lord

Until he comes
Until he comes
Until he comes and rains righteousness upon you

Behold, he comes leaping over the mountains
Breaking the Bronze Gates
General of War, he is the Lord of Hosts

Therefore: Seek, seek, seek
To Him: Cry out, cry out, cry out
Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you

In the blink of an eye, trumpets playing
The sky opening, and the angels praising
And the church rising, to meet that one
That is calling you
He is holy, his name is faithful, he died on a cross
He is the Emmanuel bought with his blood
The souls of men to take to heaven

He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes

Therefore: Seek, seek, seek
To Him: Cry out, cry out, cry out
Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you

There are many lost and directionless people
Enslaved souls shackled in their hands
But the redeemed people await the promise of living in Zion
But what kind of people are these future wife?
Dear and beloved of the true God
All dressed up, the bride washed in the blood of the lamb

He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes

Therefore: Seek, seek, seek
To Him: Cry out, cry out, cry out
Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you

He who is unjust, let him be unjust; he who is filthy, let him be filthy still
And whoever is holy, let him be even more holy
The church proclaims there is a way out Jesus is the way, the truth and the life
And whoever wishes, come and drink the water of life freely

He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes to seek his people
He comes

Therefore: Seek, seek, seek
To Him: Cry out, cry out, cry out
Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you

Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you
Suffering Church, Persecuted Bride
He comes to get you

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