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Uploaded by on Mar 19, 2008

Imagens:Sieger Köder
Música: Sting (Alanis Morissette)

Is 53, 1-5
Quem acreditou no nosso anúncio?
A quem foi revelado o braço do SENHOR?
O servo cresceu diante do SENHOR como um rebento,
como raiz em terra árida,
sem figura nem beleza.
Vimo-lo sem aspecto atraente,
desprezado e abandonado pelos homens,
como alguém cheio de dores,
habituado ao sofrimento,
diante do qual se tapa o rosto,
menosprezado e desconsiderado.
Na verdade, ele tomou sobre si as nossas doenças,
carregou as nossas dores.
Nós o reputávamos como um leproso,
ferido por Deus e humilhado.
Mas foi ferido por causa dos nossos crimes,
esmagado por causa das nossas iniquidades.
O castigo que nos salva caiu sobre ele,
fomos curados pelas suas chagas.

¿Quién dio crédito a nuestra noticia?
Y el brazo de Yahveh ¿a quién se le reveló?
Creció como un retoño delante de él,
como raíz de tierra árida.
No tenía apariencia ni presencia;
(le vimos) y no tenía aspecto que pudiésemos estimar.
Despreciable y desecho de hombres,
varón de dolores y sabedor de dolencias,
como uno ante quien se oculta el rostro,
despreciable, y no le tuvimos en cuenta.
¡Y con todo eran nuestras dolencias las que él llevaba
y nuestros dolores los que soportaba!
Nosotros le tuvimos por azotado,
herido de Dios y humillado.
El ha sido herido por nuestras rebeldías,
molido por nuestras culpas.
El soportó el castigo que nos trae la paz,
y con sus cardenales hemos sido curados.

King Of Pain Artist(Band):Sting & Police
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain


There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a blue whale beached by a spring tide's ebb
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
(That`s my soul up there)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of pain

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

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  • Excelentes imagens com excelente música e ainda melhor associação!

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