Scripture Verse

It is finished. John 19:30

Introduction

Words: James Proc­tor (1826–1860).

Music: Fish­er­man’s Wharf Ira D. San­key (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Proc­tor (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

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Ira D. Sankey (1840–1908)

The Scotch peo­ple are es­pe­cial­ly fond of this hymn. The au­thor pre­faced it with these lines: Since I first dis­co­vered Je­sus to be the end of the law for right­eous­ness to ev­ery one that be­liev­eth, I have more than once met with a poor sin­ner seek­ing peace at the foot of Si­nai in­stead of Cal­va­ry, and I have heard him again and again in bit­ter dis­ap­point­ment and fear groan­ing out, What must I do? I have said to him, Do, do? What can you do? What do you need to do?

Sankey, p. 167

Lyrics

Nothing, ei­ther great or small—
Nothing, sin­ner, no;
Jesus died and paid it all,
Long, long ago.

Refrain

It is fin­ished! yes, in­deed,
Finished, ev­ery jot;
Sinner, this is all you need,
Tell me, is it not?

When He, from His lof­ty throne,
Stooped to do and die,
Everything was ful­ly done;
Hearken to His cry!

Refrain

Weary, work­ing, bur­dened one,
Wherefore toil you so?
Cease your do­ing; all was done
Long, long ago.

Refrain

Till to Je­sus’ work you cling
By a sim­ple faith,
Doing is a dead­ly thing—
Doing ends in death.

Refrain

Cast your dead­ly do­ing down—
Down at Jesus’ feet;
Stand in Him, in Him alone,
Gloriously com­plete.

Refrain