I am being healed
In a hands-on sort of way
The sorest area of my life
Is coming to a head

I think I know what I want
But You know what I need
My times are in Your hand, dear Lord
My life does not belong to me

So if You’re in this thing
I don’t need to do anything
But walk in the steps
That You have ordered for me
I can rest; You are to be trusted

It is good to wait for You
But letting go of these reins isn’t easy
I’ve held such tight control all my life
You’re asking me
To lay down everything

It only goes to show
You alone are Lord
You are God and I am not
Your ways are not my ways
Your thoughts are not my thoughts

You’ve been so hard on yourself
Emotions are trying to control you
The tempter’s lurking at the door
Self-pity wants to corner you
To lick your wounds

But it’s only a season
In seasons of the heart
And winter is fleeting
The grey is fading
Spring is coming
With blossoms in the desert

So I’ll accept with joy
And I’ll embrace the pain
And I will praise Your holy Name
You must love me very much
To trust that I’ll make it

Through this barren lonely wilderness
To the promised land
Where there will be no more fears
No tears, no doubts, no sorrows
No more misunderstandings
With my friends

It only goes to show
You alone are Lord
You are God and I am not
Your ways are not my ways
Your thoughts are not my thoughts

I am being healed
I am being healed
I am being healed…