Deus Está Por Perto

How shameful for me, a respected prophet throughout Israel
I prayed and God sent down fire from heaven
And now I'm hiding in this brook

Who will take care of me?
For there is nothing, no one to help me
The Lord must have brought me here to kill me
And soon, the people will forget the old warrior

Hunger has come and I see no place to get something to eat
Is it hunger that will make me die here?
God, where does my food come from?
But it turns out, coming towards me, a bird flying in the beautiful blue sky
It looks like a waiter disguised as a vulture
And it brings roasted meat in its beak and also a bread

God is nearby
No matter the distance, nor difficulty
He arrives in times of calamity
So rest, He knows well what to do
God won't let you die
For by the brook, He takes good care of you
Even if it's through a raven, your blessing comes
So rest by the brook, God takes care of you

I take care of you, watch over you, work for you, walk with you
And know that even by the brook, I know how to take care of you
I love you, live with you, work with you, walk with you
So rest, the process by the brook was my choice

God is nearby
No matter the distance, nor difficulty
He arrives in times of calamity
So rest, He knows well what to do
God won't let you die
For by the brook, He takes good care of you
Even if it's through a raven, your blessing comes
So rest by the brook, God takes care of you

Ah God takes care, how He takes care
God takes care of you