Dê-nos Mãos Limpas
Filhos do Homem
Give Us Clean Hands
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
