A Tender Compassion

A tender compassion from God’s own heart

Pours through mine when it’s torn apart.

Cleansing comfort in the Father’s love;

Perfect comfort from up above.

His perfect loves casts out all my fear;

Inviting me close; inviting me near!

Convincing my soul there is nothing to hide,

All of my pain in Him I confide!

He wraps His arms around my soul

Hugging it tight, making it whole;

Reviving my life with His tender touch,

He reminds me He loves me!  Oh! So much!

His Spirit whispers my hurts in His ear;

He touches my face, wipes every tear.

He holds my heart in His very hand;

He lifts me up and helps me to stand!

His tender compassion is new every day;

Renewing my life in every way!

God of all comfort giving endurance;

Easing my burden; bringing assurance!

He calls me to come; to lean and to rest;

All of my heart in Him to invest!

His yoke is easy!  His burden is light!

Look!  A healed heart!  What a beautiful sight!

Yes, a tender compassion from God’s own heart

Pours through mine when it’s torn apart.

Cleansing comfort in the Father’s grace!

Perfect comfort when I seek His face!

By Tamara L. Vanderdasson

Written: October 2, 2008