Al Rey

From the mountains to the sea
A song resounds incessantly
All creation praises you
How could I stop
Proclaiming your majesty
If my soul subsists because of you

To the king, to the king
Only to him
To the king, only to him
Everyone will praise, everyone will bow before him

To the king, to the king
Only to him
To the king, only to him, to the king
Every tongue will confess
That Jesus is the king.