Junto a Mim

Next to me, next to me
Come walk, for I want to see
The beauty of your pure and holy love
Speak to me, speak to me
What you did one day there
In distant Galilee by the sea

Let me follow the footsteps
That in the sand you left
I want to pray, just as you did
In the garden, there in Gethsemane
Take, then, my hands
I long to understand
How beautiful
And pure is your love