In the heat of the early morningOn a hill they call the SkullThe roaring of the angry mob had settled to a lullAll eyes were cast upon the man whose hands and feet were boundThey saw him cry in anguish when they heard the hammer poundThey watched the bloody woven thorns with which His head was crownedThey watched the bloody cross of wood be dropped into the groundThe soldiers gambled for His clothes, they watched them win and loseThey saw the sign above His head that said "King of the Jews"(Chorus)(It is finished) And the sky grew black as the night(It is finished) And the people scattered in frightThe work had been done, redemption had been wonThe war was over without a fightIt is finishedThey searched His face for anger, for vengeance in His stareInstead of eyes that burned with hate a look of love was thereHe prayed for their forgiveness and bowed His battered headAnd noone knew the meaning of the final words He saidThe provision has been madeThe foundation has been laidHe paid the ransom due and tore the temple veil in twoAnd opened up the way for me and youIt is finished
