Stuart Townend - How deep the fathers love for us

^G/AHow d^Deep the Father's ^D/F#love for u^Gs How ^D/F#vast beyond all^E2/G# measur^Ae That ^DHe would give His ^D/F#only So^Gn To ^D/Amake a wretch His t^A7reasu^Dre How great the pain of s^D/F#earing l^Goss The ^D/F#Father turns His ^E2/Gface awa^Ay As w^Dounds which mar the ^D/F#chosen O^Gne Bring ^D/Amany sons to ^A7glor^Dy

^G/ABehol^Dd the Man u^D/F#pon a cr^Goss My ^D/F#sin upon His ^E2/G#shoulde^Ars As^Dhamed, I hear my m^D/F#ocking ^Gvoice Call ^D/Aout among the s^A7coffe^Drs It was my sin that ^D/F#held Him t^Ghere Un^D/F#til it was ac^E2/Gcompli^Ashed His ^Ddying breath has ^D/F#brought me l^Gife I ^D/Aknow that it is f^A7inis^Dhed

^G/AI wi^Dll not boast in ^D/F#anythin^Gg No g^D/F#ifts, no powr, ^E2/G#no wisd^Aom But ^DI will boast in ^D/F#Jesus C^Ghrist His ^D/Adeath and resur^A7recti^Don Why should I gain from ^D/F#His re^Gward? I ^D/F#cannot give an^E2/G answ^Aer But ^Dthis I know with ^D/F#all my h^Geart His ^D/Awounds have paid my ^A7rans^Dom