O Mar
Adelia Soares
The Sea
Nothing will make me fall
The boat is small, I have to go on
The rough sea, the waves grow
The dock is far, I'm almost shipwrecked
But Jesus appears and says to me: My child, I am here!
The waves grow due to the storm
The small boat overcomes the storm
For I know I am accompanied by someone
Jesus Christ, my love, is with me
I do not fear danger
The sea may stir
The rough waves may want to drown me
The impetuous wind may blow on my face
I am anchored in peace
In the presence of God
The sea is the last straw, the waves too
The wind calms down, no more storms come
I can reach the dock
When you feel without peace
The sea of life wants to dominate you
The scorching sun brings punishment
Shelter in Christ, invite Him to enter your boat
If it is God's test, He will help you
Victory is yours in the name of Jehovah!
