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How deep the fathers 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
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- ©1995 Thankyou Music
- Stuart Townend
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