What a privilege it is to know that You are thinking
all the time in me, maybe without deserving it.
You have changed my existence, with Your love I am happy.
What a privilege it was that the King of the universe
He could see my suffering, healing with His hands
the wounds of yesterday and removing all fear from me.
Everything, everything that You give me could not explain it to me.
Everything, everything that You give me, would not reach the words,
and I only think what privilege it is.
What a privilege it was that the owner of heaven
He decided to think of me, taking care of everything very close
what I suffered and renewed my strength took my pain.