| Song | How Deep the Fathers Love for Us |
| Artist | Bethany Dillon |
| Artist | Matt Hammitt |
| Album | In Christ Alone: Modern Hymns of Worship |
| 作曲 : Townend | |
| 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 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 | |
| But this I know with all my heart | |
| His wounds have paid my ransom |
| zuò qǔ : Townend | |
| 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 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 | |
| But this I know with all my heart | |
| His wounds have paid my ransom |