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1] E F#m E A E C#m B How deep the Father's love for us, how vast beyond all measure E F#m - E A E B E That he should give his only son, to make a wretch his treasure F#m - E A E C#m B How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turned his face away E F#m - E A E B E As wounds which mar the chosen one, bring many sons to glory F#m C#m A E B E Oh Oh Oh bring many sons to glory [Verse 2] E F#m E A E C#m B Behold the man upon a cross, my sin upon his shoulders E F#m - E A E B E Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers F#m E A E C#m B It was my sin that held him there until it was accomplished E F#m - E A E B E His dying breath has brought me life; I know that it is finished F#m C#m A E B E Oh Oh Oh I know that it is finished |
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3] E F#m E A E C#m B I will not boast in anything: no gifts, no power, no wisdom E F#m - E A E B E But I will boast in Jesus Christ; his death and resurrection F#m E A E C#m B Why should I gain from his reward? I cannot give an answer E F#m - E A E B E But this I know with all my heart: his wounds have paid my ransom F#m C#m A E B E Oh Oh Oh his wounds have paid my ransom |