Como o Céu Te Adora
Elaine de Jesus
How Heaven Adores You
What is the song that the Angels sing
For You, what praise touches You, makes You
Smile, what is the poetry that rhymes with Your
Heart, let me hear, this song
What is the arrangement, the score up there in Heaven
Who writes it, how do they
Put it on paper, because seeing You, getting to
Know You, must be incredible, there are no
Words to say, nor adjectives
How I wish, to participate
In this praise in heaven, to adore You
If it's a choir let me sing
If it's an instrument I will play
How I wish, to participate
In the worship in Heaven, let me listen
To what the Angels sing for You
If there's a place in Heaven, let me ascend
Holy is the one on the throne, Tremendous
And Glorious, embrace me with Your Glory
With fire come touch me, worthy is the one
On the throne, Most High and Holy
Who touches my soul, reveals Your glory
How Heaven adores You
What makes the Angels adore You
What makes the Cherubim say
What makes the Elders prostrate
What John felt when seeing You, how the
Seraphim never tire of adoring
What is in Your Face, what is in the throne
Come reveal this glory, what makes hell
Tremble, makes all of Heaven flash
Isaiah saw this power, the smoke filling
The place, before everything in the throne
Just one word to speak, Holy, Holy
Is Your name
How I wish, to participate
In this praise in heaven, to adore You
If it's a choir let me sing
If it's an instrument I will play
How I wish, to participate
In the worship in Heaven, let me listen
To what the Angels sing for You
If there's a place in Heaven, let me ascend
Holy is the one on the throne, Tremendous
And Glorious, embrace me with Your Glory
With fire come touch me, worthy is the one
On the throne, Most High and Holy
Who touches my soul, reveals Your glory
How Heaven adores You
What makes the Angels adore You
What makes the Cherubim say
What makes the Elders prostrate
What John felt when seeing You, how the
Seraphim never tire of adoring
What is in Your Face, what is in the throne
Come reveal this glory, what makes hell
Tremble, makes all of Heaven flash
Isaiah saw this power, the smoke filling
The place, before everything in the throne
Just one word to speak, Holy, Holy
Is Your name
Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is Your name
