Adoração de Isaías

Isaiah, come here
Enter the temple to meet me
See my throne of glory and my victories, come and meet me

Isaiah, behold now
My mantle that covers the congregation
See the seraphim who worship me saying
Holy, holy, flying too

I am holy, Lord of hosts
And they worship me and say: Amen
Isaiah, come here into the temple
To learn to worship me too

Isaiah enters the temple here
For today I will purify you
I have already given orders to a seraph
To take embers from the altar to burn you

I will change your story today
And you will have disposition
I will show you and fill you with my glory
You will learn what worship is

He entered the temple and was frightened
When he beheld the throne of the Most High, he was afraid
Woe is me, I will die
For now I have seen the glory of the Lord

But the fire that comes out of the altar purifies all impurity
Isaiah was purified, and was amazed at such greatness

And to God he offered himself
Broken he said: Here I am
As God did with Isaiah, today he will send holy fire here

There is already fire burning the place
Feel the embers taken from the altar
By faith I can see seraphim
Flying to burn us

The temple was filled with victory
It is anointing, holy fire of God
The church worships, feeling the glory that descended here

Lord, burn your church, set this whole place ablaze with glory
You can burn my soul and my mouth will come to purify

That my praise may be a sweet aroma before you
Spread your cloak here
I sing: Holy, holy, with the seraphim
Spread your cloak here
I sing: Holy, holy, with the seraphim

For you alone are holy, adored, exalted
The whole earth is full of your glory
The altar well lit, the temple filled with your victories

Holy is the Lord of hosts
God mighty forever he is
Every church worships you, reveres you and stands up

May the God of anointing be worshipped, exalted, magnified
Forever magnified in the congregation

Lord, burn your church, set this whole place ablaze with glory
You can burn my soul and my mouth will come to purify

That my praise may be a sweet aroma before you
Spread your cloak here
I sing: Holy, holy, with the seraphim
Spread your cloak here
I sing: Holy, holy, with the seraphim

For you alone are holy, adored, exalted
The whole earth is full of your glory
The altar well lit, the temple filled with its victories

Holy is the Lord of hosts
God mighty forever he is
Every church worships you, reveres you and stands up

May the God of anointing be worshipped, exalted, magnified
Forever magnified in the congregation

Forever magnified in the congregation
Forever magnified in the congregation