Que Honra
Carlos Tecladista
What an Honor
What an honor it is to know that I am your son
You who are so great and infinite
Pleasure is when I cry you are very close
It is an honor to have such an eternal Father
How precious you are in me
It's something inexplicable to say
I just know that when I am in Your presence
Hope grows much more
To contemplate you to tell you
What an honor is Your presence in my being
What an honor is to call You, to receive You
It's an honor, what an honor
Pleasure is to hug you and feel you
Pleasure is to find you and follow you
I love you, I love you
My Lord
