Estoy Pasando Por El Fuego
Estoy pasando por el fuego, esta prueba a sido dura
Aun no veo la salida, siquiera un rayo de luz
No comprendo tu silencio y ti sentido del humor
Pero se que me llamaste, también que me respaldaras
Me desespero no lo niego, por la victoria que vendrá
Y aun en medio de esta densa oscuridad, solo ente yo confiare
Porque tu vara y tu cayado me infundirán aliento
En lugares delicados me aras descansar
Tu confortaras mi alma me pondrás en alto
En tu tiempo tu lo aras de nada temeré
Porque tu vara y tu cayado me infundirán aliento
En lugares delicados me aras descansar
Tu confortaras mi alma me pondrás en alto
En tu tiempo tu lo aras solo me resta esperar
Y aunque a veces no lo entiendo la prueba siempre es correctiva
Tu unirás lo dividido tu sanaras si hay heridas
No me has traído hasta aqui para morir
Y si muriere tu me resucitaras hoy, si el fariseo señalare
Pronosticando mi fracaso yo callare sin defenderme
Descansare en tu regazo y aun en medio de esta densa oscuridad
En tus promesas confiare
Porque tu vara y tu cayado me infundirán aliento
En lugares delicados me aras descansar
Tu confortaras mi alma me pondrás en alto
En tu tiempo tu lo aras de nada temeré
Porque tu vara y tu cayado me infundirán aliento
En lugares delicados me aras descansar
Tu confortaras mi alma me pondrás en alto
En tu tiempo tu lo aras solo me resta esperar
I'm Going Through the Fire
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