A Tua Glória (Salmo 19)

The heavens declare the glory of God
And the firmament, the works of Your hands
One day proclaims another day
One night reveals who You are

Without words, without speech I hear Your Voice
It is what makes me prevail
The sun that warms me and illuminates my being
Is all I need to live

Purer than gold
Sweeter than honey
Are Your commandments to me
Much more than words
Much more than songs
My heart, I surrender to You
Forever King