Fala Com Deus

Nothing is going well, everything is going wrong
Bad weather, a great storm
Everything collapsed on you here
What you planted for yourself
The meteorology of consciousness tells you
That it will keep raining
My fear was this, that among the bad days
You were caught in this storm
With the empty house of God's armor
Without strength to defeat your enemy
Your consciousness tells you that the weather won't change
But I say it will because God, He is God

Talk to God, close the door of your room
And kneel down to God
Tell everything, don't hide anything
And make a promise with God
The cry of one who speaks the truth
Has free passage in God's heart
Talk to God, God hears you, examines you, and forgives
Because you are also His child
Don't bow down, it's a bad time, everything is in God's domain
Rise up and stretch out your hand
And receive from God, everything new

You will see, that the enemy stole your goods
And touched your flesh and it hurt
He didn't remember that your heart has a strong secret with God
The trust you have in God
He cannot touch, no, no
You will see all those who cursed you
Will have to see you triumph
Everyone will cry out of shame
When they see that the Lord your God
Turned all the curse into blessings
Turned all the curse into blessing
Into God's blessing for you