Well my tender son all our wars are won
But your greatest chore has just begun,
Don't be dismayed as I fade away
Like the setting sun in the dying day, and now
O my son, these words would you keep
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
O my son, heed the words that I speak
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
I give you gold, silver, and cedar trees
From the seven hills to the salty seas
He'll give insight for you to understand
Build the greatest house throughout all the lands, and now
O my son, these words would you keep
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
O my son, heed the words that I speak
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
God, my Father, be, in spite of me
All to him that I could never be
Now I'm a man of war, you're the man of rest
You're the son I bore that my God has blessed
So that His house which was on my heart
With His glory filled will never part, and now
O my son, these words would you keep
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
O my son, heed the words that I speak
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
O my son, these words would you keep
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek
O my son, heed the words that I speak
All your days, set your heart and your soul to seek