Letra de «How Deep The Father»
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 mocing voice Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that helf Him there Until it was accomplished His dying breath has brought me life I knoww that it is finished I will not boast in anything No gifts, no power, no wisdom But I will boast inJesus 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
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 mocing voice Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that helf Him there Until it was accomplished His dying breath has brought me life I knoww that it is finished I will not boast in anything No gifts, no power, no wisdom But I will boast inJesus 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
