Estoy Pasando Por El Fuego

I'm going through the fire, this test has been tough
I still don't see the way out, not even a ray of light
I don't understand your silence and your sense of humor
But I know you called me, also that you'll have my back
I get desperate, I won't deny it, for the victory that will come
And even in the midst of this dense darkness, only in you I'll trust

Because your rod and your staff will give me strength
In delicate places you will make me rest
You will comfort my soul, you will lift me up
In your time you will do it, I will fear nothing

Because your rod and your staff will give me strength
In delicate places you will make me rest
You will comfort my soul, you will lift me up
In your time you will do it, all I have left is to wait

And even though sometimes I don't understand, the test is always corrective
You will unite what is divided, you will heal if there are wounds
You haven't brought me this far to die
And if I die, you will resurrect me today, if the Pharisee points fingers
Predicting my failure, I will stay silent without defending myself
I will rest in your embrace and even in the midst of this dense darkness
I will trust in your promises

Because your rod and your staff will give me strength
In delicate places you will make me rest
You will comfort my soul, you will lift me up
In your time you will do it, I will fear nothing

Because your rod and your staff will give me strength
In delicate places you will make me rest
You will comfort my soul, you will lift me up
In your time you will do it, all I have left is to wait