1 It is finished! Blessèd Jesus,
Thou hast breathed thy latest sigh,
Teaching us the sons of Adam
How the Son of God can die.
2 Lifeless lies the piercèd Body,
Resting in its rocky bed;
Thou hast left the Cross of anguish
For the mansions of the dead.
3 In the hidden realms of darkness
Shines a light unseen before,
When the Lord of dead and living
Enters at the lowly door.
4 Lo, in spirit, rich in mercy
Comes he from the world above,
Preaching to the souls in prison
Tidings of his dying love.
5 Lo, the heavenly light around him,
As he draws his people near;
All amazed they come rejoicing
At the gracious words they hear.
6 Patriarch and priest and prophet
Gather round him as he stands,
In adoring faith and gladness
Hearing of the piercèd hands.
7 There in lowliest joy and wonder
Stands the robber by his side,
Reaping now the blessèd promise
Spoken by the Crucified.
8 Jesus, Lord of our salvation,
Let thy mercy rest on me;
Grant me too, when life is finished,
Rest in Paradise with thee.
Source: The New English Hymnal #99