A Porta do meu Quarto

I locked the door of my room
I need to open my heart
I'm anxious, distressed
It seems like I've lost my ground
I feel like giving up
I can't see beyond my vision

I only contemplate my now
I don't know the purpose of my suffering
God, I am so limited
But in You, I choose to believe

You are my architect
And my future I surrender into Your hands
I may be wounded
But I haven't been defeated
I am protected by my God

My worship is rising
I can't see, but I feel that the Lord has already received
While I sing, He is working on everything that is mine
I know it's stored in the hiding place
That is my God (that is my God)

God is writing my story
I prefer to believe, even not understanding Your actions
Because I know that nothing, nothing can stop
I will live everything that my God has planned for me

I am too small to understand the things God does
I am too small to understand the things God does

My worship is rising
I can't see, but I feel that the Lord has already received
While I sing, He is working on everything that is mine
I know it's stored in the hiding place
That is my God (that is my God)

God is writing my story
I prefer to believe, even not understanding Your actions
Because I know that nothing, nothing, nothing can stop
I will live everything that my God has planned for me
I will live everything that my God has planned for me