In Tenderness Chords by Citizens

_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] In [C#m] cinderness he saw [C#] me, [A] weary [C#m] and sick with sin, [B] _ _
[A] and on [C#m] his shoulders brought [B] me [A] back to
[C#m] his old _ [E] again.
[B] _ _
[A] While [C#m] angels in his presence [G#m] sang, [A] until [C#m] the courts of heaven [B] rang, [A] oh,
[C#m] the [E] love [B] that saw [A] me, oh, [C#m] _ the blood [B] that _
[A] went through me, oh, [C#m] the grace [E] that brought me
to [B] the fold [A] of God.
_ [C#m] Grace that brought [B] me to the [A] fold of God.
[C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] He died [C#m] for me while [B] I
was sin, [A] _ [C#m] medium poor and blind.
[B] _ _
[A] He [C#m] whispered to assure [G#m] me, _
[A] I [C#m] found thee thou [E] are mine.
[B] _ _
[A] I've [C#m] never heard [E] a sweeter [B] _
[A] voice.
It made [C#m] my [E] aching heart [B] _
[A] rejoice, oh, [C#m] _ [E] the love [B] that saw [A] me,
oh, [C#m] _ [E] the blood [B] that went through [A] me, oh, [C#m] the grace [E] that brought me to [B] the fold [A] of God.
_ _ [C#m] Grace that [B] brought me to the [A] fold of [C#m] God.
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[F#m] Upon [C#m] his grace I'll daily [F#] ponder, [F#m] and [C#m] sing a new
hymn of praise.
[B] _ [F#m] _
With [C#m] all adoring _ [B] wonder, _
[F#m] his [C#m] blessings I'll _ [C#] retrace. _
[A] It [C#m] seems as if [E] eternal [B] days
[A] are [C#m] far too short [E] to sing [B] his [A] praise, [C#m] oh, [E] the love [B] that saw [A] me, oh, [C#m] _ [E] the blood [B] _
[A] we owe,
[C#m] the grace [E] that brought me [B] to the fold [A] of God.
_ [C#m] The grace that [B] brought me to the [A] fold of [C#m] God.
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ [C#m] _ The love [B] that saw [A] me, oh, [C#m] _ the [E] blood that [A] we owe, [C#m] the grace [E] that brought me [B] to the fold [A] of God.
_ _ Grace that brought me to the fold of God. _ _ _ _ _