Carry Me Through the Flood

When I'm broken, weak and done,
You're the battle I have won.
All my plans are falling like the autumn leaves,
And I'm finding there's a peace in letting be.
Every failure brings me closer to Your grace; I'm surrendering the need to win this race.
I can't do this on my own anymore; I'm laying down what I've been fighting for.
So carry me through the flood, when the waters rise above.
Every promise that You make is the ground on which I stay.
Carry me through the flood; let Your mercy be enough.
When I'm broken, weak and done,