Lifted up was He to die.
It is finished! was His cry;
Now In heaven exalted high :
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!
The awful sorrow of His face,
The bowing of His frame,
Come not from torture nor dis-grace :
He fears not Cross nor shame.
Lifted up was He to die.
It is finished! was His cry;
Now In heaven exalted high :
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!
The awful sorrow of His face,
The bowing of His frame,
Come not from torture nor dis-grace :
He fears not Cross nor shame.