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

And love will grow and baby won't cry
And mama won't weep in the Tenderlands
Oh, yeah, in the Tenderlands