Luyện nghe bài hát How Deep The Father's Love

How deep the Father's for us,
How vast all measure
That He should give His Son
To make a wretch His

How the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face
As wounds mar the chosen One,
Bring many to glory

Behold the Man a cross,
My sin upon His
I hear my mocking voice,
Call out the scoffers

It was my sin that Him there
Until it was
His dying has brought me life
I know it is finished

I not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no
But I will boast in Jesus
His death and

Why should I gain from His
I cannot an answer
But this I know all my heart
His wounds paid my ransom
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