Pra Glória do Teu Nome

The glory of the Lord filled this place
I feel the altar where I worship smoking
A cloud of power made everything shake
A wind that blew swept away the iniquity

How tremendous is the vision of this place
Priests on their knees at the altar
An event that shook the foundations
Of the soul of God's children
Of the saints of God's people, here

And I will live to worship You
To speak of the glory of Your name
Maranatha, come, Lord Jesus
Through the rock I could see
The greatness of Your glory

My heart trembled
I couldn't resist, I threw myself to the ground
And I want to be only Yours
For the glory of Your name