Tua Face
Fernanda Brum
Your Face
I will not give up on Your face
Look into my eyes and burn me
I don't want to pass backwards
I want to see you in front of me
Come, my Lord
And it makes my bones burn
Come, my Lord
And resurrects the dead
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands sprout myrrh
Anoint me!
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands sprout myrrh
Anoint me, anoint me!
Come, my Lord
And it makes my bones burn
Come, my Lord
And resurrects the dead
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands sprout myrrh
Anoint me!
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands sprout myrrh
Anoint me!
(Anoint me, Lord
Your power, with Your bloody hands
Anoint my head with Your oil
And my cup overflows, Lord!)
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands sprout myrrh
Anoint me!
His Power comes from above, His Glory surrounds me
I can't resist anymore
His power gives life, His hands pour forth myrrh
Anoint me!
