Me Derramar

To pour myself out
Break the vessel
To let the praise flow
Scent rising
Sweet offering
Fruit of love for you

To forget myself
Break my rules
And embrace Your feet
Become Your prey
Hostage of Your glory
This is the best for me

I want to exalt You
I want to love You more
Every moment of
The life I have
I offer to you
You are the excellent
For whom my
Soul sings
And pours out

In praises