Quem Poderia? - Shirley Carvalhaes Übersetzung ins Englische

Quem Poderia?

Faz muito tempo que aconteceu a história
Quero eu contar agora, preste muita atenção
De um certo homem, perseguido e humilhado
Que morreu crucificado pelas minhas transgressões
Ele era o Cristo, o ungido enviado
Que Deus tinha preparado para o mundo salvar
Foi torturado, pendurado no madeiro
O amigo verdadeiro, que morreu em meu lugar

Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção
Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção

Dos meus pecados e das opressões do mundo
Fiquei livre num segundo quando Ele expirou
Angustiados, muitos ficaram chorando
Não estavam suportando o que parecia o fim
Surpreendidos, com imensa alegria
Era o terceiro dia quando Ele ressurgiu
Foi ao inferno, para mim venceu a morte
Garantindo para sempre uma vida eternal

Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção
Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção
Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção
Quem poderia amar assim pra ter tamanha compaixão
Seu sangue puro derramou, sua morte consumou
Toda a nossa redenção

Who Could?

It happened long ago, the story unfolds
Lend me your ears, and I'll tell it all
A man betrayed, humiliated and scorned
Nailed to a cross, for my sins he was torn
He was the Christ, the anointed one sent
God's chosen vessel, to save the world from its bent
Tortured and hung, on the wooden beam
My faithful friend, who died in my stead

Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission
Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission

From my sins and the world's oppression
I was set free in an instant, when he breathed his last
Distraught, many wept as they mourned
The end seemed near, they could barely go on
But then, joy replaced their despair
On the third day, he rose, beyond compare
He descended to hell, conquered death for me
Granting eternal life, for all eternity

Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission
Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission
Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission
Who could love like this, with such great compassion
His pure blood shed, his death was the passion
Our redemption, his mission