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What Your Glory Did to Me

Ministério Voz de Muitas Águas

O Que Tua Glória Fez Comigo

Eu me rasgo por inteiro
Faço tudo, mas vem novamente
Eu mergulho na mirra ardente
Mas peço que Tua presença aumente

Eu me rasgo por inteiro
Faço tudo, mas vem novamente
Eu mergulho na mirra ardente
Mas peço que Tua presença aumente

E se eu passar pelo fogo, não temerei
Na tua fumaça de glória eu entrarei
Longe do Santo dos Santos não sei mais viver

E se eu passar pelo fogo, não temerei
Na tua fumaça de glória eu entrarei
Longe do Santo dos Santos não sei mais viver

Quem já pisou no Santo dos Santos
Em outro lugar não sabe viver
E onde estiver clamar pela glória
A glória de Deus

Quem já pisou no Santo dos Santos
Em outro lugar não sabe viver
E onde estiver clamar pela glória
A glória de Deus

Once you have entered in Holy of Holies
You can not dwell in an another place
Wherever you are, you cry for the glory
The light of His face

Eu me rasgo por inteiro
Faço tudo, mas vem novamente
Eu mergulho na mirra ardente
Mas peço que Tua presença aumente

E se eu passar pelo fogo, não temerei
Na tua fumaça de glória eu entrarei
Longe do Santo dos Santos não sei mais viver

E se eu passar pelo fogo, não temerei
Na tua fumaça de glória eu entrarei
Longe do Santo dos Santos não sei mais viver

Quem já pisou no Santo dos Santos
Em outro lugar não sabe viver
E onde estiver clama pela glória
A glória de Deus

Once you have entered in Holy of Holies
You can not dwell in an another place
Wherever you are, you cry for the glory
The light of His face

Once you have entered in Holy of Holies
You can not dwell in an another place
Wherever you are, you cry for the glory
The light of His face

Glória, Glória, Glória, Glória

What Your Glory Did to Me

I tear myself apart
I do everything, but come again
I dive into the burning myrrh
But I ask for Your presence to increase

I tear myself apart
I do everything, but come again
I dive into the burning myrrh
But I ask for Your presence to increase

And if I pass through the fire, I will not fear
In Your glory smoke I will enter
Far from the Holy of Holies I can't live anymore

And if I pass through the fire, I will not fear
In Your glory smoke I will enter
Far from the Holy of Holies I can't live anymore

Who has stepped into the Holy of Holies
In another place can't live
And wherever they are, they cry for the glory
The glory of God

Who has stepped into the Holy of Holies
In another place can't live
And wherever they are, they cry for the glory
The glory of God

Once you have entered the Holy of Holies
You can't live in another place
Wherever you are, you cry out for the glory
The light of His face

I tear myself apart
I do everything, but come again
I dive into the burning myrrh
But I ask for Your presence to increase

And if I pass through the fire, I will not fear
In Your glory smoke I will enter
Far from the Holy of Holies I can't live anymore

And if I pass through the fire, I will not fear
In Your glory smoke I will enter
Far from the Holy of Holies I can't live anymore

Who has stepped into the Holy of Holies
In another place can't live
And wherever they are, they cry for the glory
The glory of God

Once you have entered the Holy of Holies
You can't live in another place
Wherever you are, you cry out for the glory
The light of His face

Once you have entered the Holy of Holies
You can't live in another place
Wherever you are, you cry out for the glory
The light of His face

Glory, Glory, Glory, Glory

Escrita por: J. Edward Moon (Duda Moon)