O Senhor do Tempo

It hurts, it seems like it will never end
That the best thing then is to give up
That this war is unnecessary
You are alone in the middle of the journey

It hurts to smile when the desire is to cry
To be silent when the desire is to speak
And to humble oneself for those who still hurt you on the road
To sing when there are no reasons
To worship with a wounded heart

And to humble oneself when His answer to me is a no
To pray even if the sky seems like bronze
And it seems like God is far away
But I know you are always attentive to my prayer

I may be here
But I know you are there, still watching me
I won't give up
Because I know it's a God fighting on my behalf

I will keep believing
This is just a moment
The clock hand turns and the Lord of time
Will rise to answer my cry
My cry