In The Tenderlands - Sandi Patty

Within my soul, the lands I seek

Are golden fields where rivers meet

There seeds are sown by Heaven’s hand

And harvest comes in the Tenderlands

Patient sunrise nurtures the flowers to bloom

Comfort’s sweet rain falls like a fresh perfume

And love is grown and baby don’t cry

And mama don’t weep in the Tenderlands

The world is pure where mercy lives

This heart becomes the grace she gives

Her gentle words I understand

They rise as mist in the Tenderlands

Mercy lay down, hold me within your arms

Rock me sweetly, cover me with your smile

And love will grow and baby won’t cry

And mama won’t weep in the Tenderlands

And love will grow and baby won’t cry

And mama won’t weep in the Tenderlands

Oh, yeah, in the Tenderlands