Scripture Verse

It is finished. John 19:30


John Moultrie

Words: John Moul­trie, 1836; verse 1, lines 5–6, alt. by John El­ler­ton.

Music: Re­qui­em Wil­helm A. F. Schult­hes, 1868 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pho­to of Schult­hes (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

The Entombment
Michelangelo Caravaggio


All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow,
Human taunts and fiendish spite;
Death shall be despoiled tomorrow
Of the prey he grasps tonight;
Yet awhile, His own to save,
Christ must linger in the grave.

Dark and still the cell that holds Him,
While in brief repose He lies;
Deep the slumber that enfolds Him,
Veiled awhile from mortal eyes;
Slumber such as needs must be
After hard won victory.

Fierce and deadly was the anguish
Which on yonder cross He bore;
How did soul and body languish
Till the toil of death was o’er:
But that toil, so fierce and dread,
Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head.

All night long, with plaintive voicing,
Chant His requiem soft and low:
Loftier strains of loud rejoicing
From tomorrow’s harps shall flow:
Death and hell at length are slain!
Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!