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