Your Glory And 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 labouring
It’s for Your glory and my good