’Tis fin­ished! so the Sav­ior cried,
And meek­ly bowed His head and died;
’Tis fin­ished—yes, the race is run,
The bat­tle fought, the vic­to­ry won.

’Tis fin­ished—all that Heav­en de­creed,
And all the an­cient pro­phets said,
Is now ful­filled, as was de­signed,
In Me the Sav­ior of man­kind.

’Tis fin­ished—Heav­en is re­con­ciled,
And all the pow­ers of dark­ness spoiled.
Peace, love, and hap­pi­ness again
Return and dwell with sin­ful men.

’Tis fin­ished—let all the joy­ful sound
Be heard through all the na­tions round:
’Tis fin­ished—let the ec­ho fly
Thro’ Heav’n and hell, thro’ earth and sky.