Em Ti Eu Confio, Pai
Max Brito
In You I Trust, Father
Look at the birds of the sky
They don't sow, don't reap, nor store
Yet the Heavenly Father feeds them
See the lilies of the field
They don't work or weave
Yet King Solomon
Never dressed like this
So why worry
About what I'll eat or wear
If God takes care
Of the birds and the lilies
Much more of me
In You I trust, Father
In You I rest...
In You I find shelter, Father
In You I find Peace...
I cast upon You
My anxieties
For You have been my Father
And taken care of me
I will seek Your Kingdom
First and foremost
And I know that the other things
You will add unto me
As in the desert He made manna rain
Sent us the Bread of Life
As from a rock He made water flow
From Christ made living water spring
