Текст и перевод песни Ada Betsabe - Vengan

Vengan

Estamos aquí sembrando,
Antes de recoger cosecha
Voy hacia el blanco,
Derechita como flecha
Entiendo que fui hecha pa' ésta fecha,
Y me aprovecha,
Mantenerme con el fire en la mecha,
Satisfecha

Con lo que Dios me ha confiado,
Sin dormirme,
Si viene hoy,
Aquí estoy lista para irme,
Pero cuidao',
Cuidao' que yo me crea firme,
Y vaya yo a caer,
Venga el pecado a persuadirme

Hay tanta,
Negatividad al predicar,
¿Es que creen que pa' salvar primero
Tienen que asustar?
Yo veo la esquema,
Son jueces que viven pa' condenar
Leyes blasfemas,
Con lema de que quieren ayudar,

Pero el espíritu Santo,
Es quien convence del pecado,
Y el único que puede porque está calificado,

Cuando me creo hacerlo es porque ya yo estoy negándome,
Al poder libertador,
De el espíritu sagrado,

Él, coge un invierno
Y
Lo convierte en un agosto,
Coge un maleante
Y
Lo convierte en un apóstol,
Al deprimido,
Sólo él le cambia el rostro,
Así que no vale la pena intentar cambiar al otro

La iglesia no es un museo pa' los perfectos,
Es un hospital pa' los enfermos,
Dile que venga,
Así que dígale que vengan
La iglesia no es un museo pa' los perfectos,
Es un hospital pa' los enfermos,
Dile que venga,
Así que dígale que vengan

Yo no sé tú,
Pero creo que Dios transforma,
Porque fue él quien a mi vida le dio forma,

Mis rimas no son mías pues es él quien las adorna,
Él puso algo en mí que como que no se conforma con este mundo,

Yo creo que sí hay un remanente,
Que no dobla rodillas a to' lo que dice la gente

Que ama como Cristo,
Dispuestos a su vida regalar
No somos salvos sólo para señalar,
Somos la iglesia...

La iglesia, no es un museo pa' los perfectos,
Es un hospital pa' los enfermos,
Dile que vengan
Así que dígale que vengan
La iglesia no es un museo pa' los perfectos,
Es un hospital pa' los enfermos,
Dile que vengan,
Así que dígale que vengan

Dile que vengan, así que dígale que vengan
Esto es un hospital,
Esto es un hospital,
Pa' los enfermos
Dile que venga,
Así que dígale que vengan
Esto es un hospital
Esto es un hospital
Pa' los enfermos
Esto es un hospital
Esto es un hospital
Esto es un hospital
La iglesia,
No es un museo pa' los perfectos,
Es un hospital pa' los enfermos
La escribí lo mejor que pude, espero que la disfruten.

Come

We're here sowing seeds,
Before reaping the harvest
I'm heading towards the target,
Straight as an arrow
I understand I was made for this time,
And I take advantage,
Keeping the fire in the wick,
Satisfied

With what God has entrusted me,
Without falling asleep,
If He comes today,
I'm ready to go,
But be careful,
Careful that I believe I'm firm,
And I might fall,
May sin come to persuade me

There's so much,
Negativity when preaching,
Do they think that to save first
They have to scare?
I see the scheme,
They are judges who live to condemn
Blasphemous laws,
With the motto of wanting to help,

But the Holy Spirit,
Is the one who convicts of sin,
And the only one who can because He is qualified,

When I think I'm doing it, it's because I'm already denying myself,
To the liberating power,
Of the Holy Spirit,

He takes a winter
And
Turns it into an August,
He takes a thug
And
Turns him into an apostle,
To the depressed,
He alone changes their face,
So it's not worth trying to change the other

The church is not a museum for the perfect,
It's a hospital for the sick,
Tell him to come,
So tell him to come
The church is not a museum for the perfect,
It's a hospital for the sick,
Tell him to come,
So tell him to come

I don't know about you,
But I believe that God transforms,
Because it was He who gave shape to my life,

My rhymes are not mine, for He is the one who adorns them,
He put something in me that somehow doesn't conform to this world,

I believe there is a remnant,
That does not bend its knees to everything people say

Who love like Christ,
Willing to give their lives away
We are not saved just to point fingers,
We are the church...

The church, is not a museum for the perfect,
It's a hospital for the sick,
Tell him to come
So tell him to come
The church is not a museum for the perfect,
It's a hospital for the sick,
Tell him to come,
So tell him to come

Tell him to come, so tell him to come
This is a hospital,
This is a hospital,
For the sick
Tell him to come,
So tell him to come
This is a hospital
This is a hospital
For the sick
This is a hospital
This is a hospital
This is a hospital
The church,
Is not a museum for the perfect,
It's a hospital for the sick
I wrote it the best I could, I hope you enjoy it.