Author:		Scottish Psalter, 1880 Paraphrase of John 19:30
Musician:		Hugh Wilson, 1766-1824

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Behold the Saviour on the cross,
A spectacle of woe!
See from his agonizing wounds
The blood incessant flow;

Till death's pale ensigns o'er his cheek
And trembling lips were spread;
Till light forsook his closing eyes,
And life his drooping head!

"'Tis finished"— was his latest voice;
These sacred accents o'er,
He bowed his head, gave up the ghost,
And suffered pain no more.

"'Tis finished"— The Messiah dies
For sins, but not his own;
The great redemption is complete,
And Satan's pow'r o'erthrown.

"'Tis finished"— All his groans are past;
His blood, his pain, and toils,
Have fully vanquished all our foes,
And crowned him with their spoils.

"'Tis finished"— Legal worship ends,
And gospel ages run;
All old things now are passed away,
A new world is begun.