Canto dos Serafins

Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy

Isaiah had a great vision
Saw the angels singing in Zion
Around their God they sang like this
Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang

But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang
But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang

Isaiah was very afraid
And said
Woe is me that I shall perish, for I have seen the Lord
I am a man of unclean lips
And I dwell among a people of unclean lips
And my eyes saw the Lord

But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang
But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang

An angel of Isaiah approached
With pincers he burned his lips
He was purified and transformed by God
It was then that he heard a voice say
To whom shall I send?
Who will go for us?
He said: Here I am, Lord
Send me to me
He said: Here I am, Lord
Send me to me

But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang
But the angels sang
They sang
Thus: Holy, holy is God
The seraphim sang

Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy