Coração todo Teu
Diante do Trono
Heart All Yours
Riches, pleasures, comfort
None of this can occupy my heart
Praises, accolades and fame
None of this can occupy my heart
Give me, Lord, a broken
And contrite heart to please You
And give all the glory to You alone
Give me, Lord, a heart that is all Yours
Give me, oh, give me, Lord
A heart all yours
Riches, pleasures, comfort
None of this can occupy my heart
Praises, accolades and fame
None of this can occupy my heart
Give me, Lord, a broken
And contrite heart to please You
And give all the glory to You alone
Give me, Lord, a heart that is all Yours
Give me, Lord, a broken
And contrite heart to please You
And give all the glory to You alone
Give me, Lord, a heart that is all Yours
Give me, Lord, a broken
And contrite heart to please You
And give all the glory to You alone
Give me, Lord, a heart that is all Yours
Give me, Lord, a heart that is all Yours
