My All In All

The things I count as gain are loss,
My riches are exposed as dross.
I cast my crowns down at your feet
And bow before the mercy seat.

I come in poverty to receive Thy wealth,
In sickness to receive Thy health.
In sin I receive Thy righteousness,
Naked, clothed in Thy glorious dress.

I come in darkness to receive Thy light,
Blind, I come, to receive Thy sight.
Feed me and my hunger shall be no more,
Slake my thirst from Thy boundless store.

Your strength for my weakness I now receive,
Your faith for my doubtings, Lord, I believe.
Your wisdom for my ignorance,
Your everything for my nothingness.