A D A
How deep the Father's love for us
A D A E
How vast beyond all measure
A D
That He should give His only Son
A E A
To make a wretch His treasure
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How great the pain of searing loss
A D E
The Father turns His face away
A D
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
A E A
Bring many sons to glory
A D A
Behold the Man upon the cross
A E
My sin upon His shoulders
A D
Ashamed to hear my mocking voice
A E A
Call out among the scoffers
A D A
It was my sin that kept Him there
A E
Until it was accomplished
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His dying breath has brought me life
A E
I know that it is finished
A D A
I will not boast in anything
A D E A
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
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But I will boast in Jesus Christ
A D
His death and resurrection
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Why should I gain from His reward?
A E A
I cannot give an answer
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But this I know with all my heart
A E A
His wounds have paid my ransom
Карина Липень
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