1 O what a conquest Jesus won,
When, on the fatal tree,
His great atoning work was done,
And earth from guilt set free!
2 "’Tis finished," He exulting cried,
The mighty Slayer slain;
The wrath of God is pacified,
And man may hope again.
3 O rich reward for every groan!
O victory complete!
To call a ransomed world His own,
And hail it to His feet.
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.
5 O hasten, Lord, those blessèd times!
Lead all Thy wanderers home!
Convert this world of woe and crimes,
And bid Thy kingdom come!
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9845||O What A Conquest Jesus Won||O what a conquest Jesus won||MANOAH||Henry F. Lyte||CM||<cite>The Spirit of the Psalms</cite>, 1834|