Verso 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

Coro 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

Verso 2

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

Coro 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

Verso 3

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

Coro 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

Puente

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

Coro 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