Ofertamos Ao Senhor

We offer to the Lord our life, our praise
We deposit on your altar, our vocation

Like the grain of wheat fallen to the ground
Dies to itself, will become bread
Bread of life, bread of the poor, bread of the altar

We offer to the Lord our life, our praise
We deposit on your altar, our vocation

Like the wine that the grape gave
Great joy resounded in us
The blood of the lamb will become for us

We offer to the Lord our life, our praise
We deposit on your altar, our vocation