HOW DEEP THE FATHER’S LOVE FOR US

Stuart Townend

How deep the Father’s love for us, how vast beyond all measure

That He should 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 mark the Chosen One, bring many sons to glory

 

Behold the Man upon a 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

 

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