F                         Cm7  F/A  C9   C
How deep the Father?s Love for us  
F/A                 Dm7  B4   B 
How vast beyond all meas-ure  
     F                 Cm7 F/A C9  C   
That He would give His  on-ly  Son  
   F/B               B4 B F 
To make a wretch His  trea--sure  
  

    F/A                 C/D  F/B  C9 
How great the pain of sear-ing loss  
    F/A              Dm7    B4  B 
The Father turns His face a-way  
   F                Cm7 F/A C9   C
As wounds which mar the cho-sen One  
      F/B          B4 B F 
Bring many sons to  glo- - ry  
  
Behold the Man upon a cross  
My guilt 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 powr's, 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