Junto a Tus Pies

By your feet, I want to rest
To let myself be carried away by your love
By your feet, no words can articulate
No voice has a place

Next to the Master, I want to sit
Tell him I love you, in prayer

Touch your cloak, Lord
Wash the feet of my God
Knowing that my crown
Is to be by your side

By your feet
Your peace surrounds me
Strings of love, capture my being
By your feet
Your voice pierces
My soul and my being that longs for you

Next to the Master, I want to sit
Tell him: I love you, in prayer

Touch your cloak, Lord
Wash the feet of my God
Knowing that my crown
Is to be by your side