May I wash Your feet may I cleanse Your hands
May I wipe the crimson from the face I wish to see'

For you are good to me, for You are good to me

For Your spirit's like a fountain and I thirst to know You more
As I kneel in Your presence I can't help but worship You

For You are good to me, for You are good to me

For I live to praise You, I live to seek Your face
To know You is to love You, to fall upon Your grace
As the Spirit's moving, won't You bless me with Your ways
As the nations exalt You, take glory from our praise.