Santo É o Senhor (part. Marine Friesen)

Your voice calms the sea
Everything moves at your speaking
Your voice calling me
Resurrects me, makes me dream

Holy
Is the Lord
And his glory
Fills this place

Your voice calms the sea
Everything moves at your speaking
Your voice calling me
Resurrects me, makes me dream

Holy
Is the Lord
And his glory
Fills this place

Holy
Is the Lord
And his glory
Fills this place

Who will resist your voice, Lord
And who will prevent your action here

And who will resist your voice, Lord
And who will prevent your action here

Holy
Is the Lord
And his glory
Fills this place

Holy
Is the Lord
And his glory
Fills this place