O What A Conquest Jesus Won

Verse 1

O what a conquest Jesus won, When, on the fatal tree, His great atoning work was done, And earth from guilt set free!

Verse 2

’Tis finished!' He exulting cried, The mighty slayer slain; The wrath of God is pacified, And man may hope again!

Verse 3

O rich reward for every groan! O victory complete! To call a ransomed world His own, And hail it to His feet.

Verse 4

Yes, the great work shall onward go; The sure decree is past: The nations to their LORD shall flow, And all be Christ’s at last.

Verse 5

O hasten, Lord, those blessed times! Lead all Thy wanderers home! Convert this world of woe and crimes, And bid Thy kingdom come!