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How deep the Father’s love for us
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How vast beyond all measure
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That he should give his only Son
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To make a wretch his treasure
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How great the pain of searing loss
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The Father turns his face away
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As wounds which mar the chosen one
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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 powers, 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
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