CLXXXIII | A Pocket Hymn Book#CLXXXIV | CLXXXV |
1 'Tis finish'd, 'tis done!
The spirit is fled,
The pris'ner is gone,
The christian is dead;
The christian is living
Through Jesus's love,
And gladly receiving
A kingdom above.
2 All honour and praise
Are Jesus's due;
Supported by grace,
He fought his way through,
Triumphantly glorious,
Thro' Jesus's zeal,
And more than victorious
O'er sin, death, and hell.
3 Then let us record
The conquering name,
Our Captain and Lord
With shoutings proclaim:
Who trust in his passion,
And follow our Head,
To certain salvation
We all shall be led.
4 O Jesus, lead on
Thy militant care,
And give us the crown
Of righteousness there;
Where dazzled with glory,
The seraphim gaze,
Or prostrate adore thee
In silence or praise.
5 Come, Lord, and display
Thy sign on the sky,
And bear us away
To the mansions on high:
The kingdom be given,
The purchase divine,
And crown us in heaven,
Eternally thine.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | 'Tis finish'd, 'tis done |
Author: | Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Funeral |
Notes: | Public Domain. |