Scripture Verse

It is finished. John 19:30


Words: James Proc­tor (1826–1860).

Music: Fish­er­man’s Wharf Ira D. San­key (🔊 pdf nwc).

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

Ira D. Sankey

The Scotch peo­ple are es­pe­cial­ly fond of this hymn. The au­thor pre­faced it with these lines: Since I first dis­co­vered Je­sus to be the end of the law for right­eous­ness to ev­ery one that be­liev­eth, I have more than once met with a poor sin­ner seek­ing peace at the foot of Si­nai in­stead of Cal­va­ry, and I have heard him again and again in bit­ter dis­ap­point­ment and fear groan­ing out, What must I do? I have said to him, Do, do? What can you do? What do you need to do?

Sankey, p. 167


Nothing, either great or small—
Nothing, sinner, no;
Jesus died and paid it all,
Long, long ago.


It is finished! yes, indeed,
Finished, ev’ry jot;
Sinner, this is all you need,
Tell me, is it not?

When He, from His lofty throne,
Stooped to do and die,
Ev’rything was fully done;
Hearken to His cry!


Weary, working, burdened one,
Wherefore toil you so?
Cease your doing; all was done
Long, long ago.


Till to Jesus’ work you cling
By a simple faith,
Doing is a deadly thing—
Doing ends in death.


Cast your deadly doing down—
Down at Jesus’ feet;
Stand in Him, in Him alone,
Gloriously complete.