How Deep the Father's Love for us

how deep the Father's love for us,
how vast beyond all measure
that he should give His only Son
and make a wretch His treasure

how great the pain of searing loss
the Father turns His face away
as wounds that marr the Chosen One
bring many sons to glory

behold the Man upon the cross
my sin upon His shoulder
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 ressurection

why should i gain from His reward?
i cannot give an answer
but this i know with all my heart
His wounds have made my ransom