Were Jesus on the cross,
The work were not completed;
But He to glory’s gone,
Above the heavens now seated.
Were Jesus in the grave,
Death had not been defeated;
But God has raised Him up,
And now the work’s completed!
Were Jesus not on high,
We had been doubting, fearing,
But every doubt is stilled
By Christ in heaven appearing.
It is a finished work,
And God delights to view it;
It is a wondrous work,
And none but Christ could do it!
On it I rest my all,
Without one doubt or quiver;
For by the precious blood
I’m saved-and saved forever!
And God is glorified;
Oh, what a wondrous story!
And rebel man is saved
And so made fit for glory.