In Tenderness He Sought Me -ghf480.mid - [Play Midi]

1. 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.

2. 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!

3. He pointed to the nail-prints - For me His blood was shed;
   A mocking crown, so thorny, was placed upon His head:
   I wondered what He saw in me
   To suffer such deep agony.

4. I'm sitting in His presence, the sunshine of His face
   While with adoring wonder His blessings I retrace:
   It seems as if eternal days
   Are far too short to sound His praise.

5. 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 us to His side
   To be with Him, His spotless bride.

Chorus:

O the love that sought me! O the blood that bought me!
O the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!