How [D]deep the Father’s [Em]love [D/F#]for [G]us, How [D/F#]vast beyond all [A]mea[D]sure, That [D]He should give His [Em]on - [D/F#]ly [G]Son To [D/F#]make a wretch His [A]trea-[D]sure. How great the pain of [Em]sear-[D/F#]ing [G]loss – The [D/F#]Father turns His [Bm]face [A]away, As [D]wounds which mar the [Em]Cho - [D/F#]sen [G]One Bring [D/F#]many sons to [A]glo[D]ry. [G/B] [D/A] [G2]
Be[D]hold the man [Em]upon [D/F#]a [G]cross, My [D/F#]sin upon His [D/A]shoul[A]ders; [D]Ashamed, I hear my [Em]mock[D/F#]ing [G]voice Call [D/F#]out among the [A]scof[D]fers. It was my sin that [Em]held [D/F#]Him [G]there [D/F#]Until it was ac[Bm]comp[A]lished; His [D]dying breath has [Em]brought [D/F#]me [G]life – I [D/F#]know that it is [A]finish[D]ed. [G/B] [D/A] [G2]
I [D]will not boast in [Em]an -[D/F#] y - [G]thing, No [D/F#]gifts, no power, no [D/A]wis - [A]dom; But I [D]will boast in [Em]Je - [D/F#]sus [G]Christ, His [D/F#]death and re[A]surrec[D]tion. Why should I gain from [Em]His [D/F#]re [G]ward? I [D/F#]cannot give an [Bm]an - [A]swer; But [D]this I know with [Em]all [D/F#]my [G]heart – His [D/F#]wounds have paid my [A]ran[D]som. [G/B] [D/A] [G2] [D]