Tender Heart
May I learn to weep while I confess
'Til my respect for righteousness
Keeps me to the point, keeps me on course
My heart and head and hands annoint, my center and my source.
Lord, give me a tender heart, one that beats like yours
With compassion in it's deepest part, a love that ever endures.
With so many distractions, it is you I am spurning
But In You there's no season, no shadow of turning
For even in judgment you love what is yours
Lord give a tender heart that endures.
Anthony Foster
Copyright 1995 Anthony Foster