How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make this wretch His treasure
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have made
They have made... a way
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring us, His sons, to glory
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved... a way
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
You've renewed this hard heart
After all it has done
With the wounds You have bled
For me
You've renewed this heart Lord
After all it has done
With the wounds You have bled
For me
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved a way
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved... a way
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make this wretch His treasure
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have made
They have made... a way
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring us, His sons, to glory
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved... a way
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
You've renewed this hard heart
After all it has done
With the wounds You have bled
For me
You've renewed this heart Lord
After all it has done
With the wounds You have bled
For me
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved a way
Your wounds have paid
Your wounds have made
Your wounds have paved
They have paved... a way