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.
"It is finished, It is finished," hear the dying Savior cry.

"It is finished," O what pleasure, do these charming words afford.
Heavenly blessings, without measure, flow to us from Christ the Lord.
"It is finished, it is finished," saints the dying words record.
"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.
"It is finished, it is finished," saints from hence your comfort draw.

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs; join to sing the pleasing theme;
Saints on earth and all in heaven, join to praise Immanuel's name.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding lamb!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding lamb!