Verse one: D Em7 D/F# G How deep the Father's love for us D/F# Bm A How vast beyond all measure D Em7 D/F# G That He would give His only Son D/F# A D To make a wretch His treasure D Em7 D/F# G How great the pain of searing loss D/F# Bm A The Father turns His face away D Em7 D/F# G As wounds which mar the chosen One D/F# A D 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