Bill & Gloria Gaither - A Billy Graham Music Homecoming - Volume 1
In tenderness He sought me
Weary and sick with sin
And on His shoulders brought me
Into His flock again.
While angels in His presence sang
Until the courts of heaven rang. Oh
the love that sought me!
Oh
the blood that bought me!
the grace that brought me to the flock
Wondrous grace that brought me to the flock!
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 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 us to His side
To be with Him
His spotless Bride.