Mi Pan, Mi Luz
Marcos Witt
My Bread, My Light
Upon entering your holy place
I am amazed that I can approach
To see your glory and your beauty
And worship you in intimacy
In confidence I can approach
I want to partake of your table
All I can do is bow down
And with my lips proclaim
My bread, my light, my prayer
It's you Jesus
My God, my love and my song
It's you Jesus alone
You care for me, you embrace me
You sing to me, you love me
