How deep the Father’s love for us
how vast beyond all measure.
that He would give His only Son
to make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
the Father turns His face away
as wounds which mar the chosen One
bring many sons to glory
VERSE 2
Behold the Man upon the cross
my sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
VERSE 3
I will not boast in anything
no gifts, no power, no wisdom
but I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward
I cannot give an answer
but this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
–“How Deep the Father’s Love for Us” by Stuart Townsend
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