[ Featuring Jeff Wood, Stuart Townend, Dan Baraszu, Daniel Butman, Jeremy Ezell, Joe Reda, Paul Reeves, Seth Rice, Jon Chalden, Aimee Delic, Eric J Valentine, Hunter Spivey, John Carrozza, Julia Reda ]
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.
