D                 Em   D  G        D               Asus-A
How deep the Father's love for us, how vast beyond all measure
     D                  Em-D  G       D                A    D
That he should give his only son, to make a wretch his treasure
                       Em-D     G        D                 Bm    A
How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turned his face away
    D                    Em-D   G          D           A   D
As wounds which mar the chosen one, bring many sons to glory

     D         Em   D  G        D               Asus-A
Behold the man upon a cross, my sin upon his shoulders
 D                  Em-D     G         D             A    D
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers
                    Em   D     G    D             Bm    A
It was my sin that held him there until it was accomplished
    D                    Em  D   G       D               A   D
His dying breath has brought me life; I know that it is finished

 D                  Em D  G        D                 Asus-A
I will not boast in anything: no gifts, no power, no wisdom
  D                  Em-D   G          D             A    D
But I will boast in Jesus Christ; his death and resurrection
                        Em  D  G      D             Bm A
Why should I gain from his reward? I cannot give an answer
    D                 Em  D   G          D                 A   D
But this I know with all my heart: his wounds have paid my ransom