Fiquei foi contente

I was happy
With what they told me
Rejoice in the Lord always
But I stayed

Our steps already tread your ground
The well-fortified city
There the nation ascends
The tribes of the Lord
For it has become tradition
To celebrate. To celebrate the name of the Lord

For there are the courts
Courts of the king's justice
Come all and seek peace for Jerusalem
Those who love you live too peacefully
Within you security and all good