Page Cxvi - How deep the fathers love for us

How d^Ceep the Fatherâ?^C/F?™s love ^Cfor us How v^Cast beyond all ^C/Fmeasur^Ce That ^AmHe should give His ^C/Fonly S^Con To m^Amake a wretch His^F tre^Casure

Your w^Dmounds have p^Faid, your w^Counds have p^Gaid your w^Dmounds have p^Faid, they have p^Caved ^Gthe way.

How ^Cgreat the pain of ^C/Fsearing l^Coss, The F^Cather turns His f^C/Face a^Cway As w^Amounds which mar the c^C/Fhosen O^Cne, ^GBring ^Amus sons to ^Fglor^Cy.

Beh^Dmold the Man u^C/Fpon a c^Cross, My ^Dmsin upon His ^C/Fshoulde^Crs As^Amhamed I hear my ^Fmocking v^Coice, Call ^Amout among the ^Fscof^Cfers

You've re^Dmnewed this marred h^Feart, after ^Call it has d^Gone With the ^Dmwounds you have b^Fled for ^Cme. ^G