{title: How Deep The Father's Love For Us}
{key: D}
{tempo: 54}
{time: 5/4}

{c: Verse 1}

How [D]deep the Father's [Em]love [D/F#]for [G]us
How [D/F#]vast beyond all [D/A]mea[A]sure
That [D]He should give His [Em]on[D/F#]ly [G]Son
To [D/F#]make a wretch His [A]trea[D]sure

How [D]great the pain of [Em]sear[D/F#]ing [G]loss
The [D/F#]Father turns His [Bm]face a[A]way
As [D]wounds which mar the [Em]Cho[D/F#]sen [G]One
Bring [D/F#]many sons to [A]glo - [D]ry [|][ ][G/B][ ][-][ ][|][ ][D/A][ ][D][ ][-][ ][|][ ][G2][ ][-][ ][-][ ][|]

{c: Verse 2}

Be[D]hold the Man up[Em]on [D/F#]a [G]cross
My [D/F#]sin upon His [D/A]shoul[A]ders
A[D]shamed I hear my [Em]mock[D/F#]ing [G]voice
Call [D/F#]out among the [A]scof[D]fers

It [D]was my sin that [Em]held [D/F#]Him [G]there
Un[D/F#]til it was ac[Bm]com[A]plished
His [D]dying breath has [Em]brought [D/F#]me [G]life
I [D/F#]know that it is [A]fin - [D]ished [|][ ][G/B][ ][-][ ][|][ ][D/A][ ][D][ ][-][ ][|][ ][G2][ ][-][ ][-][ ][|]

{c: Verse 3}

I [D]will not boast in [Em]an[D/F#]y[G]thing
No [D/F#]gifts no power no [D/A]wis[A]dom
But [D]I will boast in [Em]Je[D/F#]sus [G]Christ
His [D/F#]death and resur[A]rec[D]tion

Why [D]should I gain from [Em]His [D/F#]re[G]ward
I [D/F#]cannot give an [Bm]an[A]swer
But [D]this I know with [Em]all [D/F#]my [G]heart
His [D/F#]wounds have paid my [A]ran[D]som

{title: Rock of Ages}

{c: Verse 1}
Rock of [A]Ages, [D]cleft for [A]me,
Let me [E]hide myself in [A]Thee;
[E]Let the [E7]water and the [A]blood,
[E]From Thy [E7]wounded side which [F#m]flowed,
Be of [A]sin the [D]double [A]cure;
Save from [F#m]wrath and [E]make me [A]pure.

{c: Verse 2}
Not the [A]labor [D]of my [A]hands
Can ful[E]fill Thy law's de[A]mands;
[E]Could my [E7]zeal no respite [A]know,
[E]Could my [E7]tears forever [F#m]flow,
All for [A]sin could [D]not a[A]tone;
Thou must [F#m]save, and [E]Thou a[A]lone.

{c: Verse 3}
Nothing [A]in my [D]hand I [A]bring,
Simply [E]to the cross I [A]cling;
[E]Naked, [E7]come to Thee for [A]dress;
[E]Helpless [E7]look to Thee for [F#m]grace;
Foul, I [A]to the [D]fountain [A]fly;
Wash me, [F#m]Savior, [E]or I [A]die.

{c: Verse 4}
While I [A]draw this [D]fleeting [A]breath,
When mine [E]eyes shall close in [A]death,
[E]When I [E7]soar to worlds un[A]known,
[E]See Thee [E7]on Thy judgment [F#m]throne,
Rock of [A]Ages, [D]cleft for [A]me,
Let me [F#m]hide my[E]self in [A]Thee.