"It Is Finished"

 
“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

Into a world of sin and shame
God’s only begotten Son came,
The form of a servant He took,
And Heaven’s Glory He forsook.
He chose not an angel to be,
But flesh and blood, like you and me,
In all things God’s Will He obeyed:
That by Him sin’s price might be paid!

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

In wisdom and stature He grew,
In all He was faithful and true.
He had favor with God and men
Because He committed no sin.
To John He came to be baptized,
His cousin fully realized
The greatness of God’s Holy Lamb:
As he immersed the Great I Am!

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

Forty days He fasted and prayed,
His duty He did not evade;
Before Him the tempter then stood:
Still, He did ev’rything He should.
His body was weak and weary,
The prospects so bleak and dreary;
But in nothing He turned aside,
In all things the tempter denied!

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

On the Mount He stood with the three,
What a vision God let them see!
Elias and Moses appeared,
As the mystery then was cleared:
From Heaven then thundered a voice:
Giving all men cause to rejoice.
“Jesus is My beloved Son!”
The work of redemption’s begun.

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

By one of His own forsaken,
With whom He’d often partaken
Of the blessings along the way…
So far from the fold he did stray!
The kiss of betrayal received,
The multitude by sin deceived,
They cried, “Crucify… crucify…”
Could they… did they even know why???

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

To the Cross the Savior was led,
To hang there until He was dead;
A man Who had known not one sin,
Felt the nails pierce His fragile skin.
A crown of thorns placed on His head,
As for sin His blood then He shed.
All the Father gave Him to do
Was done and His life here was through.

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

Ne’er did such love and sorrow meet,
As it seemed He suffered defeat;
None His holy Name defended:
Alone on the Cross suspended…
For our sins what an awful cost!
For the Lord it seemed all was lost…
The One Who for us did the most
Cried out and then gave up the ghost.

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!

“Thine Holy One” three days did stay
In the tomb locked “safely” away;
Then came the women to prepare
His body, but – He was not there!
The angels said, “He’s gone away!
But for you He will come some day!”
Up from the grave the Lord arose!
Eternal life He now bestows!

“It is finished,” the Savior cried,
As on the Cross He hung and died;
“The Father’s work I now have done”,
For us the victory He won!
 

H. L. Gradowith

09-04-01

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