Cristo Pensa Em Mim
Harpa Cristã
Christ Thinks of Me
Through the storm
In any calamity
This truth consoles me
Christ thinks of me
Thinks of me, Jesus
In the sublime light
You have already tasted the cross
With endless love
I am satisfied
Without fear I go
Christ thinks of me
Christ thinks of me
When I desire comfort
I seek strength, courage
In this, therefore, I see everything
Christ thinks of me
If I fear the enemy
Having fear of danger
In Jesus I find shelter
Christ thinks of me
If I have to leave
Separate from my brothers
In this I will find solace
Christ thinks of me
