It’s easy to lament today’s throwaway culture. In 100 years, people will still be singing “Amazing Grace” and “A Mighty Fortress is Our God.” In 100 years, who will be singing anything written recently? Well, there’s one recent hymn that belongs in the pantheon of great hymns. “How Deep the Father’s Love for Us” was published in 1995 by a Brit named Stuart Townend. Don’t let the awful contemporary covers dissuade you any more than the awful covers of Christmas hymns we are subjected to every year. Hear it played with a cello, piano, etc. It’s a potent, lyrical mix of words and music.
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 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 pow’r, 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.