1 O perfect life of love!
All, all is finished now;
All that He left His throne above
To do for us below.

2 No work is left undone
Of all the Father willed;
His toils, His sorrows, one by one,
The Scripture have fulfilled.

3 No pain that we can share
But He has felt its smart:
All forms of human grief and care
Have pierced that tender heart.

4 In perfect love He dies;
For me He dies, for me:
O all-atoning Sacrifice,
I cling by faith to Thee.

5 Work then, O Lord, in me,
As Thou for me hast wrought;
And let my love the answer be
To grace Thy love has brought.

Amen.