Honra e Prazer

What an honor it is to know I am Your child
You who are so great and infinite
Pleasure is when I cry and You are so 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 Your presence in my being
What an honor 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