Verse 1:
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How deep the Father's love for us
E/G#                C#m B
How vast beyond all measure
     E                 F#m G#m A
That He would give His only Son
   E/B               B    E
To make a wretch His treasure

    E/G#              C#m B   A
How great the pain of searing loss
    E/G#             C#m    B
The Father turns His face away
   E                    F#m G#m A
As wounds which mar the chosen One
      E/B          B  E
Bring many sons to glory

Verse 2:
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

Verse 3:
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