How Deep the Father's Love - London Symphony Orchestra

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 Oh to glory Oh to glory Behold the Man upon the cross My sin 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 It is finished It is finished It is finished It is finished 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 But this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom

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 Man upon a cross My sin 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 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 from His reward I cannot give an answer But this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom 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 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 man upon a cross My sin 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 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 from His reward I cannot give an answer But this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom

The deepest of seas and furthest horizons Can't even begin to speak of Your kindness While I ran so far in rebellion Still You gave Your life without question Before I even said I'm sorry You made a way for me How deep is the love How high is the One who Forgives and forgets all our sin How great is Your grace I'll never forget all You've done Oh how deep is Your love The darkest of days slip right out of focus No valley out dives Your depths of devotion You lay me down in green pastures So I'll rest beside Your still waters I've never known a grace so thoughtful You always make a way How deep is the love How high is the One who Forgives and forgets all our sin How great is Your grace I'll never forget all You've done Oh how deep is Your love How deep is the love How high is the One who Forgives and forgets all our sin How great is Your grace I'll never forget all You've done Oh how deep is Your love How deep is the love How high is the One who Forgives and forgets all our sin How great is Your grace I'll never forget all You've done Oh how deep is Your love

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