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 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 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 Deep the Father's Love for Us"
By Stuart Townend
Such a beautiful melody! (Listen here.)
I hope you have a blessed Sunday!!
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ReplyDeleteThat is so funny!! Thanks for introducing yourself! There aren't many of us "Charity's" we gotta stick together! :) Nice meeting you too! Hope you had a wonderful Sunday!
ReplyDeleteOh, and I did take the photo at a local garden a couple of years ago. I love yellow!
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