This is my beloved, and this is my friend. ~ Song of Solomon 5:16

How deep the Father's love for us How vast beyond all measure That He should give His only Son And 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 Behold the man upon the 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 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

I was a wretch, I remember who I was I was lost, I was blind, I was running out of time Sin separated, the breach was far too wide But from the far side of the chasm You held me in Your sight So You made a way, across the great divide Left behind, Heaven's throne, to build it here inside And there at the cross You paid the debt I owe Broke my chains, freed my soul, for the first time I had hope Thank You Jesus, for the blood applied Thank You Jesus, it has washed me white Thank You Jesus, You have saved my life Brought me from the darkness into glorious life You took my place, laid inside my tomb of sin You were buried for three days but then You walked right out again And now death has no sting and life has no end For I have been transformed by the blood of the Lamb Thank You Jesus, for the blood applied (thank You, Jesus) Thank You Jesus, it has washed me white Thank You Jesus, You have saved my life Brought me from the darkness into glorious life There is nothing stronger Than the wonder working power of the blood, the blood That calls us sons and daughters We are ransomed by our Father through the blood, the blood There is nothing stronger Oh, the wonder working power of the blood, the blood That calls us sons and daughters We are ransomed by our Father through the blood, the blood Thank You Jesus, for the blood applied Thank You Jesus, it has washed me white Thank You Jesus, You have saved my life Brought me from the darkness into glorious life Glory to His name Glory to His name There to my heart was the blood applied Glory to His name