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 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 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
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~Stuart Townend
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Hope, age 2
Happy Easter!
What an adorable video of Hope! Happy Easter!
He is risen!!
Our prayer for healing for our children is an impossible prayer brought before a God who isn’t bound by possibility. Our hope is in Him.
I just posteda you tube video of Phillips Craig and Dean singing this song on my facebook last night. I was listening to it to prepare my heart for Easter and thought I should share it with everyone! It’s my all time favorite song. Thanks for posting the lyrics. It’s nice to just read and meditate on them as well as get carried away by the music.
Natalie
I thought you should know, I’m not religious. My beliefs span many religions…I’m more spiritual in nature. But this poem, on this day, for whatever reason, resonated with me. Thank you!
One of my top five favorite songs. I can’t sing it without tearing up every single time.
I loved the video of Hope too!
I hope it was a blessed day for your family!
Perfection!