Good Friday
2019
During this Lenten Season,
the words to this hymn
keep running through my mind.
How Deep the Father's Love for Us
by
Stuart Townend
How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son,
To make a wretch a 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 a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders.
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 this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.


























