Você é o defensor dos fracos You are the defender of the weak Você está perto de pessoas que necessitam You are near to those in need Você é a paz para aqueles que sofrem You are a peace to those who grieve Meu Deus, Você é tantas coisas My God you are so many things, yeah!
Tu és o meu refúgio e fortaleza You are my refuge and strength Você é o meu esconderijo You are my hiding place Você ouve a minha voz quando eu clamo You hear my voice when I call Antes de eu dizer qualquer coisa Before I say anything at all Na necessidade desesperada eu choro In desperate need I cry Só para perceber Only to realize A mão que cura o doente The hand that heals the sick Tem o meu nome escrito nele Has my name written on it!
Você é o perdoador do meu passado You are the forgiver of my past Você é o cordeiro puro e imaculado You are the pure and spotless lamb Você é o bálsamo que cura as feridas que tenho You are the balm that heals the wounds I have Meu Deus, Você é tantas coisas Oh God you are so many things, yeah!
You are my refuge and strength You are my hiding place You hear my voice when I call Before I say anything at all In desperate need I cry Only to realize The hand that heals the sick Has my name written on it!
I will not fear the sickness in the dark Or the terror that comes in the night
I will not fear arrows that fly in the day Though a thousand may fall at my side
I will rest in your unfailing love 'Cause your love has saved my life
I will live forever In the secret place of the most high
I will not fear the sickness in the dark Or the terror that comes in the night
You are my refuge and strength You are my hiding place You hear my voice when I call Before I say anything at all In desperate need I cry Only to realize The hand that heals the sick Has my name written on it!
You are my refuge and strength You are my hiding place You hear my voice when I call Before I say anything at all In desperate need I cry Only to realize The hand that heals the sick Has my name written on it!
You are my refuge and strength You are my hiding place You hear my voice when I call Before I say anything at all In desperate need I cry Only to realize The hand that heals the sick Has my name written on it!