HYMN VI.
['Tis finish'd! 'tis done! The spirit is fled]
'Tis finish'd! 'tis done! The spirit is fled,
The prisoner is gone, The Christian is dead!
The Christian is living In Jesus's love,
And gladly receiving A kingdom above.
All honour and praise Are Jesus's due,
Supported by grace, He fought his way through;
Triumphantly glorious Through Jesus's zeal,
And more than victorious O'er sin, death, and hell.
Then let us record The conquering Name,
Our Captain and Lord With shoutings proclaim:
Who trust in His passion And follow our Head,
To certain salvation We all shall be led.
O Jesus, lead on Thy militant care,
And give us the crown Of righteousness there;
Where dazzled with glory The seraphin gaze,
Or prostrate adore Thee In silence of praise.
Come, Lord, and display Thy sign in the sky,
And bear us away To mansions on high:
The kingdom be given, The purchase Divine,
And crown us in heaven Eternally Thine.
