Confio Em Ti

Lord, my poor heart
Has not lifted itself except to you
Lord, not even my gaze
Sought for itself things greater than me

Therefore, in trust and love I give myself to you
I will rest in your heart
Even if all the evil in the world I were to commit
I would trust in you
And in your arms I would throw myself

I trust in you my hope
I always trust in you
I trust in you my hope
I always trust in you