Todo Ser Que Respira

Before the Throne,
The creation will bow down,
At the feet of the King, Holy Lord.
He gave His life,
Washed us from sin,
By His Power,
We are victorious.

Every living being,
Praise the Lord.
And in everything my soul will praise you.
If I go up the highest mountain,
Or descend to the deepest valley.
Everything within me will praise you.