Jesus, o Comandante

I lived in the lost world
Like a ship without direction
But Jesus Christ, faithful commander
Saved me from the hurricane
I want to reach the port
Christ always guiding me
To the heavenly mansion
In this pilgrimage

As a soldier of Christ
I no longer wish to stop
I want to fight, work for Jesus
Carrying my cross
In this honorable crusade
Proclaiming salvation
In the beautiful port, heavenly coast
I will reach Zion

I am prepared for war
Provision for a long time
Bread, water and wine, remedy for pain
By the side of the Savior
I am guarded from the world
I have no more illusions
Oh beautiful towers that I already contemplate
There in the kingdom of Zion

I will not return to the world
With Christ I have overcome
Struggles and wars, calamities
I miss heaven
Sailing in these seas
Of struggles, of confusion
With Jesus Christ, my commander
I will reach the mansion