He said, John 19:30
It is finished, and He bowed His head, and gave up His Spirit.
O what a conquest Jesus won,
When, on the fatal tree,
His great atoning work was done,
And earth from guilt set free!
’Tis finished, He exulting cried,
The mighty Slayer slain;
The wrath of God is pacified,
And man may hope again.
O rich reward for every groan!
O victory complete!
To call a ransomed world His own,
And hail it to His feet.
Yes, the great work shall onward go;
The sure decree is past:
The nations to their Lord shall flow,
And all be Christ’s at last.
O hasten, Lord, those blessèd times!
Lead all Thy wanderers home!
Convert this world of woe and crimes,
And bid Thy kingdom come!