Letras

• Verse 1

  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
  

• Chorus 1

  How great the pain of searing loss
  The Father turns His face away
  As wounds which mar the Chosen One
  Bring many sons to glory
  

• Verse 2

  Behold the man upon a cross
  My sin upon His shoulders
  Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
  Call out among the scoffers
  

• Chorus 2

  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
  

• Verse 3

  I will not boast in anything
  No gifts no power no wisdom
  But I will boast in Jesus Christ
  His death and resurrection
  

• Chorus 3

  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
  

• Bridge

  No love is deeper
  No love is wider
  Or stronger than the Father's love
  

• Chorus 3

  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