Sobretodo

Over all power and king
Over all humanity and law
Over all that was created by your hand
For you created everything, my Lord

Over all kingdom and nation
And wonders that the world has known
Over all wealth and splendor
Nothing compares to you, my God

You went to the cross, and to the grave for me
You lived to die alone
Like a flower, that someone trampled
And above all, you thought of me, out of love