It is fin­ished! Christ hath known
All the life of men way­far­ing;
Human joys and sor­rows shar­ing,
Making hu­man needs His own.
Lord, in us Thy life re­new­ing,
Lead us where Thy feet have trod,
Till, the way of truth pur­su­ing,
Human souls find rest in God.

It is fin­ished! Christ is slain,
On the al­tar of cre­ation,
Offering for a world’s sal­va­tion
Sacrifice of love and pain.
Lord, Thy love through pain re­veal­ing,
Purge our pas­sions, scourge our vice,
Till, upon the tree of heal­ing,
Self is slain in sac­ri­fice.

It is fin­ished! Christ our king
Wins the vic­tor’s crown of glo­ry;
Sun and stars re­cite His sto­ry,
Floods and fields His tri­umph sing.
Lord, whose praise the world is tell­ing,
Lord, to whom all pow­er is giv­en,
By Thy death, hell’s ar­mies quell­ing,
Bring Thy saints to reign in Heav’n.