Filho
Mirian Santos
Son
Son, your struggle is so great
You spend nights of sad anguish, your soul cries
Son, I know that tears dominate you
Even the beautiful song from your lips has gone
Son, I know you have lost strength
To bend your knees and speak with me
Know that I understand your groaning, I am your God, I speak to you, today I came to help you.
Son, I see the tears, your face wet
Silent in the night, you cry
You don't say words, but I understand you
Son, lift your head, for I speak to you
Your tears have moved me
Receive now, your victory.
Son, you have gone through tough trials
But I was by your side and never abandoned you
Remember when everyone left you
They denied love, but I took you in my arms
Son, I healed your wounds, showing you the way out
On the path to follow, and today once again I speak to you
You are my beloved son, chosen vessel.
Son, I see the tears, your face wet
Silent in the night, you cry
You don't say words, but I understand you
Son, lift your head, for I speak to you
Your tears have moved me
Receive now, your victory.
