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