So tenderly He comes.
In the darkness of the night.
In the lonliness of our tears.
In the agony of our groans.
In the silence of our hopelessness.

So tenderly He comes.
To pick us up.
To hold us close.
To wipe away the tears.
To be near.
To satisfy the ache.
To speak into our silence.

So tenderly He comes.
In the brightest of our days.
In the abundance of our love.
In the joy of our heart.
In the noise of our praise.

So tenderly He comes.
To walk with us.
To hold us close.
To share our joy.
To be near.
To fill us to overflowing.
To listen and enjoy.

So tender He is.
This Saviour of mine.
All to His glory.