Estabilidade

Be still, and know that I am God
I will be exalted! I will be exalted!
The final word is Mine, I am God
I will be exalted! I will be exalted!

Though the fig tree does not bud
And there are no grapes on the vines
Though the olive crop fails
And the fields produce no food
Though there are no sheep in the pen
And no cattle in the stalls
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord
I will be joyful in God my Savior

There will be, oh, Zion, stability, stability
In all your times nothing will shake you
Come what may like the mountains of Zion
Nothing will shake you

Nothing will shake you, in times of loss, in times of suffering
In times of weeping, in times of waiting
Nothing will shake you!