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Nothing either great or small — Nothing, sinner, no; Jesus did it, did it all, Long, long ago. |
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"It is finished!" yes, indeed, Finished every jot: Sinner, this is all you need — Tell me, is it not? |
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When He, from His lofty throne, Stooped to do and die, Everything was fully done; Hearken to His cry: |
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"It is finished!" yes, indeed, Finished every jot: Sinner, this is all you need — Tell me, is it not? |
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Weary, working, burdened one, Wherefore toil you so? Cease your doing; all was done Long, long ago. |
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"It is finished!" yes, indeed, Finished every jot: Sinner, this is all you need — Tell me, is it not? |
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Till to Jesus' work you cling By a simple faith, "Doing" is a deadly thing — "Doing" ends in death. |
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"It is finished!" yes, indeed, Finished every jot: Sinner, this is all you need — Tell me, is it not? |
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Cast your deadly "doing" down — Down at Jesus' feet; Stand in Him, in Him alone, Gloriously complete. |
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"It is finished!" yes, indeed, Finished every jot: Sinner, this is all you need — Tell me, is it not? |