Tu Gracia Me Basta

I don't need to be recognized by anyone
My glory is to make you known only to You
And that I decrease
So that you may grow, Lord
More and more

Like the seraphim who cover themselves before You
I hide so they can see Your reflection in me
And that I decrease
So that you may grow, Lord
More and more

In the secret place, the smoke hides me
Only Your eyes see me
Under Your wings I shelter
It's my refuge
Only Your grace is enough for me and Your presence is my pleasure

It's Your presence, it's Your presence my pleasure