Verse one:
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How deep the Father's love  for  us
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How vast beyond all measure
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That He would give His  only  Son
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To make a wretch His treasure

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How great the pain of searing loss
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The Father turns His face away
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As wounds which mar the chosen  One
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Bring many sons to glory

Verse two:
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

Verse three:
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