Dê-nos Mãos Limpas

I bow my knees and my heart
Spirit breaks us
We turn away from all evil
We leave iniquity

Give us clean hands, and a pure heart
Do not let us fall into vanity

Give us clean hands, and a pure heart
Do not let us fall into vanity

Oh! Let us be the generation that seeks You
That seeks Your face, O God of Jacob

We seek Your face, O God of Jacob