For Your Glory & My Good

I bring my every need Confessing everything Lord, I'm desperate For Your healing

I'm broke in every part My unbelieving heart I need the faith To even ask You

So I'm not bargaining For nothing's hidden From Your sight

I would be a fool If I could be made new Come ruin, come ridicule Recklessly I come I run to You

I come expectantly Because You're calling me There is no healing But from Your hand

So whether suffering Or free from laboring It's for Your glory and my good

I would be a fool If I could be made new Come ruin, come ridicule Recklessly I come I run to You I run to You

I would be a fool If I could be made new Come ruin, come ridicule

I would be a fool If I could be made new Come ruin, come ridicule Recklessly I come I run to You Recklessly I come I run to You

So whether suffering Or free from laboring It's for Your glory and my good