Traducción de la letra de la canción My Deliverer - Rich Mullins

My Deliverer (original)

Joseph took his wife and her child and they went to Africa
To escape the rage of a deadly king
There along the banks of the Nile, Jesus listened to the song
That the captive children used to sing
They were singin'
«My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by»
Through a dry and thirsty land, water from the Kenyon heights
Pours itself out of Lake Sangra’s broken heart
There in the Sahara winds Jesus heard the whole world cry
For the healing that would flow from His own scars
The world was singing
«My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by»
He will never break His promise
He has written it upon the sky
My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by I will never doubt His promise
Though I doubt my heart, I doubt my eyes
My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by He will never break His promise
Though the stars should break faith with the sky
My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by
My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming, my deliverer is standing by My deliverer is coming

My Deliverer (traducción)

José tomó a su esposa y a su hijo y se fueron a África
Para escapar de la ira de un rey mortal
Allí, a orillas del Nilo, Jesús escuchó el canto
Que los niños cautivos solían cantar
estaban cantando
«Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando»
A través de una tierra seca y sedienta, el agua de las alturas de Kenyon
Se derrama del corazón roto del lago Sangra
Allí, en los vientos del Sahara, Jesús escuchó llorar al mundo entero.
Por la curación que fluiría de Sus propias cicatrices
el mundo cantaba
«Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando»
Él nunca romperá su promesa
Lo ha escrito en el cielo
Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está presente Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está presente Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está presente Nunca dudaré de su promesa
Aunque dudo de mi corazón, dudo de mis ojos
Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Él nunca romperá Su promesa
Aunque las estrellas deberían romper la fe con el cielo
Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando Mi libertador viene, mi libertador está esperando
Viene mi libertador, viene mi libertador, viene mi libertador, viene mi libertador, viene mi libertador