For Your Glory & My Good - All Sons & Daughters

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