##(Verse 1)
How
 deep the Father's
 love
 for 
 us,
How
 vast beyond all
 mea
sure,
That
 He should give
 His 
 only
 Son
To
 make a wretch His
 trea
sure.
How
 great the pain of
 sea
ring
 loss;
The
 Father turns His
 face
 away
As
 wounds which mar the
 Cho
sen 
 One
Bring
 many sons to
 glory
.

##(Verse 2)
Behol
d the man upo
n a cr
oss,
My si
n upon His sh
oulder
s.
Asham
ed, I hear my
 mocki
ng voice
Call 
out among the
 scoff
ers.
It wa
s my sin that
 held 
Him there
Until
 it was accom
plishe
d.
His d
ying breath h
as bro
ught me life -
I kno
w that it is 
finish
ed.

##(Verse 3)
I wil
l not boast i
n anyt
hing,
No gi
fts no power 
no wis
dom,
But I
 will boast i
n Jesu
s Christ,
His d
eath and resu
rrecti
on.
Why s
hould I gain 
from H
is reward?
I can
not give an a
nswer.
But t
his I know wi
th all
 my heart:
His w
ounds have pa
id my 
ransom.