Songs

Done is the work that saves

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1	Done is the work that saves,
	Once and for ever done;
	Finished the righteousness
	That clothes the unrighteous one.
	The love that blesses us below
	Is flowing freely to us now.

2	The sacrifice is o’er,
	The veil is rent in twain,
	The mercy-seat is red
	With blood of Victim slain.
	Why stand we then without, in fear?
	The blood of Christ invites us near.

3	The gate is open wide;
	The new and living way
	Is clear, and free, and bright,
	With love, and peace, and day.
	Into the holiest now we come,
	Our present and our endless home.

4	 Enthroned in majesty
	The High Priest sits within;
	His precious blood, once shed,
	Has made and keeps us clean;
	With boldness let us now draw near;
	That blood has banished every fear.

5	Then to the Lamb once slain,
	Be glory, praise, and power,
	Who died, and lives again,
	Who liveth evermore;
	Who loved us, cleansed us by His blood,
	And made us kings and priests to God!


					Horatius Bonar