O Fim Das Lágrimas
Beatriz Andrade
The End of Tears
A thousand problems have appeared in your life to destroy you
Today you were blessed
God brought you here
To tell you my son no, don't cry with you I am
I help you, I make you strive, I take you by the hand
I am your Lord
Do not fear my son
Your tears will not fall to the ground
I will give you victory
Because I know your heart well
Do not fear my son
All this crying will now cease
Just and faithful I am
I heard your cry
I will bless you
Your friends move away and no longer want to help you
And then you get desperate, thinking it will never arrive
Today I want to talk to you about hope
God is with you
He is God who always fulfills his word when he speaks
He is Jehovah
