Eu Amo Os Lugares Altos
Erick Mathias
I Love High Places
I was found, You found me
You gave me bread and seated me at your table
You gave me wine and called me your son
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
You made me a son of your house
You put me at the table and gave me more
Than crumbs
You gave me fresh bread and made flow from me
Your waters
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
You made me a son of your house
You put me at the table and gave me more
Than crumbs
You gave me fresh bread and made flow from me
Your waters
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
How will I not remember You?
I love high places
And chose to make my dwelling
I found my place
I found my place
I found my place
