Biografia:
Members:
Jon Adams,
Micah Slankard,
Cory Cooper,
Michael Schmitt
Hometown:
Orlando, FL
About
we write gifts to the Church. we proclaim a grace so costly, you could never earn it yet free as each sunrise, or spring thaw, or kiss.
As human beings, we don't like to think of our wretchedness in light of the weight of God's glory. We have this lingering feeling like we're on the cusp of sorting our lives out and finally deserving God's love though 10,000 years of human history stand against us.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
E A/C# E C#m B
E A/C# E B E
[Verse 1]
E A/C#
How deep the Father’s love for us,
E C#m B
How vast beyond all measure,
E A/C#
That He should give His only Son
E B E
To make a wretch His treasure.
E A/C#
How great the pain of searing loss
E C#m B
The Father turns His face away,
E A/C#
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
E B E
Bring many sons to glory.
[Instrumental]
E E C#m A
[Verse 2]
E A/C#
Behold the man upon a cross,
E C#m B
My sin upon His shoulders;
E A/C#
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
E B E
Call out among the scoffers.
E A/C#
It was my sin that held Him there
E C#m B
Until it was accomplished;
E A/C#
His dying breath has brought me life
E B E
I know that it is finished.
[Instrumental]
E E C#m A
[Verse 3]
E A/C#
I will not boast in anything,
E C#m B
No gifts, no power, no wisdom;
E A/C#
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
E B E
His death and resurrection.
E A/C#
Why should I gain from His reward?
E C#m B
I cannot give an answer;
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
[Ending]
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
E A/C# E C#m B
E A/C# E B E
[Verse 1]
E A/C#
How deep the Father’s love for us,
E C#m B
How vast beyond all measure,
E A/C#
That He should give His only Son
E B E
To make a wretch His treasure.
E A/C#
How great the pain of searing loss
E C#m B
The Father turns His face away,
E A/C#
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
E B E
Bring many sons to glory.
[Instrumental]
E E C#m A
[Verse 2]
E A/C#
Behold the man upon a cross,
E C#m B
My sin upon His shoulders;
E A/C#
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
E B E
Call out among the scoffers.
E A/C#
It was my sin that held Him there
E C#m B
Until it was accomplished;
E A/C#
His dying breath has brought me life
E B E
I know that it is finished.
[Instrumental]
E E C#m A
[Verse 3]
E A/C#
I will not boast in anything,
E C#m B
No gifts, no power, no wisdom;
E A/C#
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
E B E
His death and resurrection.
E A/C#
Why should I gain from His reward?
E C#m B
I cannot give an answer;
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
[Ending]
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
E A/C#
But this I know with all my heart
E B E
His wounds have paid my ransom.
CJ England
CJ Taylor
CJaye LeRose
CK Khai
Claas P Jambor
Clam Abuse
Clam Chowder
Clamavi De Profu (...)
Clan of Xymox
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