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Tenderness He Sought Me
I too, have wondered what God sees in me. How He blesses
me in all that I do and reminds me that once I was a sinner and now, I am saved
by grace. Not one of us deserves His love the way He gives it. We can’t sing
His praises enough. He tenderly seeks each one of us. No one is forced to
accept Him. Once He finds us, He claims us as His own. I, for one, am proud to
be called His child.
Lyrics by W. Spencer Walton, arranged by Adoniram J.
Gordon
“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.
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 wondered 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 blessings I retrace, It seems as it 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 us
to His side, to be with Him, His spotless bride.
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!
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