E              	      F#m  E/G#  A    
How deep the Father?s Love for   us  
E/G#                E/B  B  
How vast beyond all measure  
E                      F#m E/G#   A    
That He would give His on -ly    Son  
   E/G#              B   E  
To make a wretch His treasure  
  
     E     	      F#m  E/G# A  
How great the pain of sear-ing loss  
    E/G#             C#m  B  
The Father turns His face away  
    E	                F#m E/G# A    
As wounds which mar the chos-en One  
      E/G#          B E  
Bring many sons to glory  
  
Behold the Man upon a cross  
My guilt 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  
  
I will not boast in anything  
No gifts, no powr's, 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  
  
  
  
Stuart Townend  
©1995 Kingsway's Thankyou Music  
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You found it at E-Chords  
Submitted By: David Campbell  
Ontario Canada