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

    A/C#              F#m E   D
How great the pain of searing loss
    A/C#             F#m    E
The Father turns His face away
   A                    Bm C#m D
As wounds which mar the chosen One
      A/E          E  A
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