So Tender, So Precious
So tender, so precious,
My Savior to me;
So true and so gracious,
I’ve found Him to be;
Refrain:
How can I but love Him?
But love Him, but love Him?
There’s no friend above Him,
Poor sinner, for thee.
So patient, so kindly
Tow’rd all of my ways;
I blunder so blindly,
He love still repays;
Refrain:
How can I but love Him?
But love Him, but love Him?
There’s no friend above Him,
Poor sinner, for thee.
Of all friends the fairest
And truest is He;
His love is the rarest,
That ever can be.
Refrain:
How can I but love Him?
But love Him, but love Him?
There’s no friend above Him,
Poor sinner, for thee.
His beauty, tho’ bleeding
And circled with thorns,
Is then most exceeding,
For grief Him adorns.
Refrain:
How can I but love Him?
But love Him, but love Him?
There’s no friend above Him,
Poor sinner, for thee.