How Deep the Father's Love for Us

Ok, this is your assignment, for real: Have someone sing this song to you, or read it out loud, very slow, as if it was a poem instead of a song.

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 wounds of searing loss
The Father turned 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