Текст и перевод песни Dr. P - Han Venido Pruebas

Han Venido Pruebas

Han Venido Pruebas

Tú no sabes cuantas cosas he pasado,
Cuantos tropiezos en el camino, y eran para darme x vencido
Pero lo siento,abatido
Pero no caido, porque la
Guerra,yo no la
He perdido, jo
Cuanta gente mi nombre difama
Sin misericoldia mi sangre derrama,
Luego con hipocresia dicen que me aman
La guerra contra el mismo
Cuerpo nadie la gana, no ha
Pasado nada, mi corazon siguió herido
Y humanamente quize darles su merecido,
Pero aki se aplica lo que el nazareno dijo:
Bendice al que maldice y ama a tu enemigo,
Si te pide la capa, dale la
Túnica, si t piden una milla tú se la duplicas
Pq yo soy el dueño de tus liricas y estoy
Folmando en ti mis
Características

Han venido pruebas y tormentas en mi caminar,
El tropiezo ha llegado pero nunk voy a desmayaaar
Aunque mi corazon me ha traicionado,
Lo voy a ignoraaar,pq el me levanta
Y me hace fuerte en mi debilidaaad

Es impresionante ver hacedores de maldad,
Amadores de si mismos mas que de la verdad, en su
Diccionario no existe la intregridad,
Usando a Jesús para engañar, esto es realidad, pero
Fuego en la experiencia para desarrollar sabiduria
Y ciencia, tomando todo en serio sin indiferencia,
Consciente que lo procudente mantiene distancia
Yo sufrí, yo grité y hasta patalié, pero

A la larga me hizo bien
Yo gemí, oré y hasta me desesperé,
Pero fue cuando entendi que se trataba de él,
Q no mire a los hombres y que aprenda de sus errores,
Q los pekeños realmente son los mayores,
Q no se ora x orar sino para humillarse,
Para que mi Cristo pueda
Glorificalse.

En sus mentes sigue el interrogante,
De como es lo hago, pues claro de su manto sujetado y si resbalo
El pelmanece a mi lado, no como
El romano que tiene latigo en mano, atentos
Si ven lo malo hago, son fiscales, pero el juez
El padre de mi abogado, repita el examen
Q yo he reprobado y no procatina, termina lo que ha comenzado,
Pelmanezco enfocado
En una sola direccion, con visión
Q muchos la confunden con la ambición,
Bendicion deseo al que desea maldicion xq
No tengo tiempo para discusion
Hay un mundo en peticion y nacio la
Solucion, no se trata de mi y de ninguna denominacion,
La sangre de Jesús no tuvo distinción porque Cristo es Cristo
Y lo demas es imitacion,

Jo, es que el nos llamo a pasar x la puelta estrecha
No x la ancha, el veldadero guerrero
Los guantes no enganchan
Sin arruga y sin mancha
Acueldate la puelta ancha estruja
Y la estrecha plancha.

Trials Have Come

Trials Have Come

You don't know how many things I've been through,
How many stumbles along the way, and they were meant to make me give up
But I'm sorry, dejected
But not fallen, because the
War, I haven't
Lost it, yo
How many people defame my name
Without mercy they shed my blood,
Then with hypocrisy they say they love me
The war against the same
Body, nobody wins it, no
Nothing happened, my heart remained wounded
And humanly I wanted to give them what they deserved,
But here applies what the Nazarene said:
Bless those who curse you and love your enemy,
If they ask you for your cloak, give them the
Tunic, if they ask you for a mile, you double it
Because I am the owner of your lyrics and I am
Shaping in you my
Characteristics

Trials and storms have come in my walk,
Stumbling has come, but I will never faint
Even though my heart has betrayed me,
I'm going to ignore it, because He lifts me up
And makes me strong in my weakness

It is impressive to see evildoers,
Lovers of themselves more than of the truth, in their
Dictionary there is no integrity,
Using Jesus to deceive, this is reality, but
Fire in the experience to develop wisdom
And science, taking everything seriously without indifference,
Aware that what is appropriate maintains distance
I suffered, I screamed and even kicked, but

In the long run it did me good
I groaned, prayed and even despaired,
But that's when I understood that it was about Him,
That I do not look at men and that I learn from their mistakes,
That the little ones are really the biggest,
That you don't pray to pray but to humble yourself,
So that my Christ can
Glorify Himself.

In their minds the question remains,
Of how I do it, well of course holding on to His mantle and if I slip
He remains by my side, not like
The Roman who has a whip in his hand, attentive
If they see the bad I do, they are prosecutors, but the judge
The father of my lawyer, repeat the exam
That I have failed and do not procrastinate, finish what He has started,
I remain focused
In one direction, with a vision
That many confuse with ambition,
Blessing I wish on those who wish a curse because
I don't have time for discussion
There's a world in petition and the
Solution was born, it's not about me and any denomination,
The blood of Jesus had no distinction because Christ is Christ
And the rest is imitation,

Yo, it's that He called us to go through the narrow gate
Not through the wide one, the true warrior
The gloves don't hook
Without wrinkle and without stain
Remember the wide gate squeezes
And the narrow one irons.