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

Oh the love that sought me 
Oh the blood that bought me 
Oh the grace that brought me to the fold of God
Grace that brought me to the fold of God

He died for me while I was sinning 
Needy and poor and blind
He whispered to assure me, 
“I’ve found thee, thou art Mine”

I’ve never heard a sweeter voice
It made my aching heart rejoice

Oh the love that sought me
Oh the blood that bought me
Oh the grace that brought me to the fold of God
Grace that brought me to the fold of God

Upon His grace I’ll daily ponder
And sing anew His praise
With all adoring wonder
His blessings I’ll retrace

It seems as if eternal days
Are far too short to sing His praise

Oh the love that sought me
Oh the blood that bought me
Oh the grace that brought me to the fold of God
Grace that brought me to the fold of God
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