How Deep the Father's Love for Us
How deep the Father's love for us,How vast beyond all measureThat He should give His only SonTo make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,The Father turns His face awayAs wounds which mar the chosen One,Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross,My sin upon His shouldersAshamed I hear my mocking voice,Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that left Him thereUntil it was accomplishedHis dying breath has brought me lifeI know that it is finished
I will not boast in anythingNo gifts, no power, no wisdomBut I will boast in Jesus ChristHis death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?I cannot give an answerBut this I know with all my heartHis wounds have paid my ransom