How deep the Father's love for us,
how vast, beyond all measure,
how vast, beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son
to make a wretch His treasure.
to make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss!
The Father turns His face away
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
bring many sons to glory.
bring many sons to glory.
Behold the Man upon a cross,
my sin upon His shoulders;
my sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
call out among the scoffers.
call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there,
until it was accomplished.
until it was accomplished.
His dying breath has brought me life;
I know it is finished.
I know it is finished.
I will not boast in anything:
no gifts, no power, no wisdom;
no gifts, no power, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer;
I cannot give an answer;
But this I know with all my heart:
His wounds have paid my ransom.
His wounds have paid my ransom.
--Stuart Townend
We will be enjoying a nice family brunch soon, and then I can't wait to worship with our little church family later today. I hope all of you are having a wonderful Resurrection Sunday as we celebrate Jesus and His amazing love!!!
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