Austin Stone Worship - How deep the fathers love for us

How d^Ceep the father's l^Dove f^Cor us, how ^Cvast beyond all ^Gsusmeasure^G That ^Che should give his ^Donly^C son, to m^Cake a wretch hi^Gs tre^Casure How great the pain of ^Dsear^Cing loss, the ^Cather turned his f^Amace aw^Gay As w^Counds which mar the ^Dchos^Cen one, bring^C many sons t^Go gl^Cory

Behol^Cd the man ^Dupon ^Ca cross, my^C sin upon his s^Gsushoulder^Gs A^Cshamed, I hear my m^Dockin^Cg voice call ou^Ct among the sc^Goffer^Cs It was my sin that h^Deld ^Chim there ^Cuntil it was a^Amccompl^Gished His ^Cdying breath has brou^Dght^C me life; I^C know that it is^G fin^Cished

I^C will not boast in ^Dan^Cything: no ^Cgifts, no power, ^Gsusno wisd^Gom Bu^Ct I will boast in J^Desus^C Christ; his d^Ceath and resur^Grecti^Con Why should I gain from h^Dis re^Cward? I c^Cannot give an ^Amans^Gwer But ^Cthis I know with a^Dll my^C heart: his wo^Cunds have paid my ^Grans^Com