Verse 1:

How deep the Father’s love for us; how vast beyond all measure
That He would 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

Verse 2:

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

Verse 3:

I will not boast in anything, no gifts, no powr’s, 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

Refrain:

How deep, How vast, How great, His love!