Visão de Isaias

Isaiah had a beautiful vision
Saw the angels singing up in Zion
But there were fifteen cherubs, singing a song
Holy, holy, is the king of this nation

Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Holy is the great king of this nation
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Holy is the great king of this nation

Isaiah was terrified
And said: Woe is me, I’m doomed
For I dwell among a people of unclean lips
And my eyes have seen the glory of the Lord

Isaiah heard the voice of the Lord
Saying who will go for us
Isaiah raised his voice and said this
Here I am, Lord, send me