Hark! the voice of love and mercy

Sounds aloud from Calvary;

See, it rends the rocks asunder,

Shakes the earth, and veils the sky:

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Hear the dying Savior cry;

Hear the dying Savior cry.

“It is finished!” O what pleasure

Do these precious words afford;

Heav’nly blessings, without measure,

Flow to us from Christ the Lord:

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints the dying words record.

Finished all the types and shadows

Of the ceremonial law;

Finished all that God had promised;

Death and hell no more shall awe:

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints, from hence your comfort draw;

Saints, from hence your comfort draw.

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,

Join to sing the glorious theme;

All in earth, and all in heaven,

Join to praise Emmanuel’s Name;

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!