Precioso Deus
Cantata Vivo Está
Precious God
Precious God
I see with sorrow your pain
The hands and feet (the feet), wounded with fury
Thorns with hatred crowning the brow
For your suffering, eternal life gives
And with my being, I will forever worship you
With my voice, praise and proclaim
For I know well that it was mine, Your place
But salvation, you came to offer to man
