A Prova Está Doendo

I am unemployed
My shoe is torn
The shirt is already torn
The pants faded
No money in my pocket
My credit is gone
But I don't lose heart
Because I know it is the Lord
Testing my faith
I keep working
And winning many souls
For Jesus of Nazareth

The test is hurting Jesus
It makes me cry
Give me victory soon, Lord
This way I won't endure
The test is hurting Jesus
It makes me cry
Give me victory soon, Lord
This way I won't endure

I don't have my own house
And don't even mention a car
So I suffer with the rent
The electricity bill is high
Water is always lacking
I just look up to the sky
God tells me I'm a soldier
And I'm being trained
To enter the war
But when I'm ready
Enemy, get out of the way
God will crush you

I live far from the church
I don't have a bicycle
I have to walk
With my guitar on my back
The Bible by my side
The children and the wife
But I keep singing, I'm joyful
I speak in mystery
And humble myself in prayer
This victory is already mine
It's mine through the blood of Jesus
Sing with me this song.