---------------In Tenderness--------------- In tenderness He sought me, Weary and sick with sin, And on His shoulders brought me Back to His fold again; While angels in His presence sang, Until the courts of heaven rang. -----------------------------Chorus---- Oh, the love that sought me! Oh, the Blood that bought me; Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold, Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold! -----------------------------Chorus---- He washed the bleeding sin wounds, And poured in oil and wine; He whispered to assure me "I've found Thee, Thou art mine" I never heard a sweeter voice, It made my aching heart rejoice. He pointed to the nail prints; For me His Blood was shed A mocking crown so thorny, Was placed upon His head, I wonder what He saw in me To suffer such deep agony. I'm sitting in His presence, The sunshine of His face, While with adoring wonder His blessing I retrace It seems as if eternal days Are far too short to sound His praise. So while the hours are passing, All now is perfect rest; I'm waiting for the morning, The brightest and the best, When He will call me to His side, To be with Him, His spotless bride

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