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He Hath Done it!
‘I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions, and, as a
cloud, thy sins: return unto Me; for I have redeemed thee. Sing, O ye
heavens; for the Lord hath done it.’—
Isa. xliv. 22, 23.
‘I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can
be put to it, nor anything taken from it.’—
Eccles. iii. 14.
Sing, O heavens! the Lord hath done it!
Sound it forth o'er land and sea!
Jesus says, ‘I have redeemed thee,
Now return, return to Me.’
Oh return, for His own life-blood
Paid the ransom, made us free
Evermore and evermore.
Sound it forth o'er land and sea!
Jesus says, ‘I have redeemed thee,
Now return, return to Me.’
Oh return, for His own life-blood
Paid the ransom, made us free
Evermore and evermore.
For I know that what He doeth
Stands for ever, fixed and true;
Nothing can be added to it,
Nothing left for us to do;
Nothing can be taken from it,
Done for me and done for you,
Evermore and evermore.
Stands for ever, fixed and true;
Nothing can be added to it,
Nothing left for us to do;
Nothing can be taken from it,
Done for me and done for you,
Evermore and evermore.
Listen now! the Lord hath done it!
For He loved us unto death;
It is finished! He has saved us!
Only trust to what He saith.
He hath done it! Come and bless Him,
Spend in praise your ransomed breath
Evermore and evermore.
For He loved us unto death;
It is finished! He has saved us!
Only trust to what He saith.
He hath done it! Come and bless Him,
Spend in praise your ransomed breath
Evermore and evermore.
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O believe the Lord hath done it!
Wherefore linger? wherefore doubt?
All the cloud of black transgression
He Himself hath blotted out.
He hath done it! Come and bless Him,
Swell the grand thanksgiving shout
Evermore and evermore.
Wherefore linger? wherefore doubt?
All the cloud of black transgression
He Himself hath blotted out.
He hath done it! Come and bless Him,
Swell the grand thanksgiving shout
Evermore and evermore.
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