O Deus Que Cuida

What restlessness is this?

Worried about the future
About what you will wear and even what to eat
See the birds of the sky that neither sow nor reap
Yet, none of them starve, God does not let perish

See the grass of the field grow without any effort
Not even Solomon dressed in glory like this

If the grass is valuable to God
His people are even more
Who takes care of this church
Is the owner of silver and gold

Calm your heart
Let God solve it
Who takes care of your tomorrow
Will not let you lack

For He holds the keys in His hands
That open doors, and if there is no door
He creates one and makes you pass through

Rest your heart
God takes care of you
Here everything can stop
But there is no crisis for the heavens
If something is missing for you
The miracle is already coming from God's side

There is still fish, I still command the raven
I still have silver, I still have gold
There is still a widow, there is still a prophet
I still command the angel, there is still an offering
There is still the well, there is also the brook

Flour and oil, manna and fresh wine
I have the latter rain for this infertile land
And if necessary, I will create a spring in the desert

There are still surprises
Victory, bread on the table, water from the rock
And quail in dry land
If you believe, receive, receive
You will not die or perish
My brother, believe
Prepare the table!