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How deep the Father?s Love for us  
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How vast beyond all meas-ure  
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That He would give His  on-ly  Son  
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To make a wretch His  trea--sure  
  

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How great the pain of sear-ing loss  
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The Father turns His face a-way  
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As wounds which mar the cho-sen One  
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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