Approaching - Austin Stone Worship

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 turns His face away As wounds which mar the Chosen One Bring many sons to glory Behold the- Behold the man upon the cross My sin upon His shoulder 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 Yes, it is finished, oh-oh It is finished, oh-oh 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 Why should I gain- 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