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 turned His face away As wounds which mar the chosen one Bring many sons to glory
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Verse 2
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
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It is finished oh It is finished oh
Verse 3
I will not boast in anything No gifts no power 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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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 Yes this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom