Maria, Pequena maria

Maria little Maria, you are Elias' gentle breeze
The whisper of God's spirit
You are Moses' burning bush
That carries the Lord and does not consume you

You are the place next to me that showed the Lord to Moses
You are the cleft in the rock
That God covers with His hand
While His glory passes by

May the Lord be with us
If we have found favor in His eyes
It is true that we are sinners
But plead for us and we will be His people and His inheritance

Maria little Maria
Daughter of Jerusalem, mother of all peoples
Virgin of Nazareth

You are the desert cloud
That protects Israel's march
You are the tent of meeting
The ark that carries the covenant
The sanctuary of God's glory

May the Lord be with us
If we have found favor in His eyes
It is true that we are sinners
But plead for us and we will be His people and His inheritance