Pasión de Dios

Why am I afraid of myself?
Why can’t I enjoy every minute today?
Why would I want to be any different?
Why do I always live in what I’ll do?

So much to motivate me
Enough already with the self-hate
Tell me, Father, why don’t I love myself?
Only your love can kill my disdain

Let me hear what you like
Let me see that you look at me with passion
That you love no one as much as me
I’m God’s passion!

They tell me to run from my weakness
You tell me to stay in it
They value me for success and perfection
You enjoy me just as I am

Weak, sick, and in sin
Impure, powerless, and fragile
Only then do I discover how you love me
Only then do I see how you want me

Let me hear what you like
Let me see that you look at me with passion
That you delight in my beauty
That I’m the apple of your eye

That you love no one as much as me
You’re my father and you go crazy
That you love no one as much as me
I’m God’s passion!

With the fury of the sea
And the strength of the rock
With the force of the storm
The power of the gale
With that same intensity you tell me

You are mine, you are mine
Let me hear what you like
Let me see that you look at me with passion
That you delight in my beauty

That I’m the apple of your eye
That you love no one as much as me
You’re my father and you go crazy
That you love no one as much as me
I’m God’s passion!