it is finished

Nothing, either great or small—
Nothing, sinner, no;
Jesus died and paid it all,
Long, long ago

It is finished! yes, indeed,
Finished, ev’ry jot;
Sinner, this is all you need,
Tell me, is it not?

When He, from His lofty throne,
Stooped to do and die,
Ev’rything was fully done;
Hearken to His cry!

Weary, working, burdened one,
Wherefore toil you so?
Cease your doing; all was done
Long, long ago.

Till to Jesus’ work you cling
By a simple faith,
Doing is a deadly thing—
Doing ends in death.

Cast your deadly doing down—
Down at Jesus’ feet;
Stand in Him, in Him alone,
Gloriously complete.

- James Proctor, 1864