Hymn 209
O perfect life of love!
Ifẹ lo to bayi!
- O perfect life of love!
All, all is finished now,
All that He left His throne above
To do for us below. - No work is left undone
Of all the Father willed;
His toil, His sorrows, one by one,
The Scriptures have fulfilled. - No pain that we can share
But He has felt its smart;
All forms of human grief and care
Have pierced that tender heart. - And on His thorn-crowned head
And on His sinless soul
Our sins in all their guilt were laid,
That he might make us whole. - In perfect love He dies;
For me He dies, for me.
O all-atoning Sacrifice,
I cling by faith to Thee. - In ev'ry time of need,
Before the judgment throne,
Thy work, O Lamb of God, I'll plead
Thy merits, not mine own. - Yet work, O Lord, in me,
As Thou for me hast wrought;
And let my love the answer be
To grace Thy love has brought. Amin.