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To The Blue Sky. . .
3.06.2004
 
I saw The Passion of The Christ. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. This song was running through my head during the whole film.

How Deep the Father's Love for Us

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 gace 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 acomplished
His dying breat 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

- Stuart Townend



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