Habitar
Bianca Bonalume
Inhabit
Where can I go if I'm not in your presence
I can already hear your steps following me
I can already feel your gaze
Your spirit comes to touch me
Come reveal that I am a project of your hands
I was created to worship
Empowered to overcome
With you dreams cannot be aborted
Oh, no, Lord!
I will dwell, Lord, in your hiding place
I will cover myself, Lord, with your wings
I will hide, Lord, in the cleft of the rock
For if the storm comes
I will be safe
