Though the world may promise me more,

Though the world may promise me more, I'm just made to be filled with the Lord. Nor its life worth living a day, For the things that will soon pass away. Doesn't matter how rich or successful I'd be; Or how many pleasures be offered to me. There's nothing that compares to my destiny — To be thoroughly filled with the Lord.

Now although I'm still kind of small, And the future is in front of me. In my heart I heard the Lord's call, Just to follow Him absolutely. Though the path may be holding much joy or much pain; What matters is that more of Him I would gain. Regardless what happens I never would change — Cause I'm made to be filled with the Lord.