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 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
2 Behold the Man upon the 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
3 It is finished It is finished
4 I will not boast in anything No gifts, no pow'r, 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
5 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
6 Yes this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom
Stuart Townend Austin Stone Worship - This Glorious Grace https://youtu.be/z65YxhqY0_E
fxchurch songbook, CCLI# 7201044