Tua Graça Me Basta

I don't need to be recognized by anyone
My glory is to make them know You
And may I decrease so that You may grow, Lord, more and more

And like the seraphim who cover their faces before You
I hide my face so they can see Your face in me
And may I decrease, so that You may grow, Lord, more and more

In the Holy of Holies the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings
It's my shelter, my secret place
Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure

I don't need to be recognized by anyone
My glory is to make them know You
And may I decrease so that You may grow, Lord, more and more

And like the seraphim who cover their faces before You
I hide my face so they can see Your face in me
And may I decrease, so that You may grow, Lord, more and more

In the Holy of Holies the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings
It's my shelter, my secret place
Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure

In the Holy of Holies the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings
It's my shelter, my secret place
Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure

In the Holy of Holies the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings
It's my shelter, my secret place
Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure
It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure

Your presence is my pleasure
Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure
Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure

Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure
Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure
Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure

Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure
Your presence, Your presence is my pleasure

In the Holy of Holies the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings
It's my shelter, my secret place
Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure

Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure

Only Your grace is enough for me
And Your presence is my pleasure