How Deep the Father's Love for Us - The Mandate, Stuart Townend, Robin Mark

How deep The Father’s love for us

how vast beyond all measure

that he should give his only son,

to make the retched treasured.

How great the pain, our serene loss

The father turns his face away

As wounds which marred the chosen one,

Bring many sons to glory

Behold d man upon a cross

Amy sins upon his shoulders

Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,

call out among the scoffers.

It was my son that held him there

until it was accomplished

His dying breath has brought me life,

I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,

no gifts no power no wisdom

But I will boast in Jesus Christ

His death n resurrection.

Y should I gain from His reward,

I cannot give an answer

But this I know with all my heart

his wounds have payed my ransom

Y should I gain from his reward

I cannot give an answer

But this I know with all my heart

His wounds have payed my ransom

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