We sing this song every single Sunday morning, in preparation of service... in preparation of worship...
How Deep the Father's Love
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 the 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.
Author, Stuart Townend
Copywrite 1995 Kingsways' Thankyou Music
I cannot sing this without tearing up.
I'm glad to be part of a church that is not only Christ-centered and Bible-centered... but very much Gospel-centered.
UPDATE: Oops, we don't sing it every single Sunday. It just seemed like it for awhile....We do always sing a song about the Gospel, though... :)
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