True son

How many things I have made
That it has not pleased
I have searched joy in this world
But it did not fill this emptiness in my heart
It comes to transform my being and my heart
It puts your spirit and it spills your unction

I search came you
To know you
True son I want to be
It adores you
With you to be successful
Complete change I want to have

To adore you
In my heart
Then it comes with your hands
With your hands