Текст песни: Maurette Brown Clark. King Of Kings.

If the angels cry holy
To our king
So will I lift up my voice
As a worship offering
If the trees can
Wave their limbs
To worship You
So will I lift up my hands
To glorify You as they do

You created everything
To worship thee
So I will fulfill
The purpose for which
You created me
With my mouth
Your matchless worth
I will proclaim
With my whole heart
I will forever bless Your name

I worship You master
I worship You on most high
I worship You oh king of kings

I worship You Lord
I adore You
You're the lover of my soul
I exalt You Jesus
I lift You up
I praise You

You alone are worthy
Yes, You alone are worthy
All the glory belongs to You
All the honor belongs to You
And all of the praise
You are king of
You are king of?
Kings-

I worship You
I exalt You Lord
You are most high

You're the King of Kings
You're my Lord of Lords
I cry holy to Your name
I cry holy
Holy, Holy

I worship
You are king
You are king
And You are Lord
Please accept my praise
Please accept my praise
I worship You Lord
I bow down
I kneel down before You
Everything that was made
You made it
Everything, oh Lord
Your name is excellent
Your name is awesome
Your name is holy
Holy, holy, holy, holy
Holy is Your name

I worship You
I worship You
I worship You
I worship You
I love You, I love You
I love You, I love You
I worship You
King of Kings

If the angels cry holy to our King