Before the passage of time had begun
at the great council of the Triune One.
A plan was devised for the salvation of man
and was agreed upon before all life began.
It was an awesome and incredible plan
to condense Yourself and become a man.
Thus Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise
You took on our mortality to pay sins price.
Then that awful day came in Your great plan
when the Author of Life was taken by man.
Made to climb up the steep hill to Calvary's tree
and lay down Your life for sin to set us free.
"It is finished," was Your victorious cry
as You gave up Your life in a final sigh.
Finished completely the saving work of grace
and salvation was possible for the human race.
Completed, the work that You came to do.
All Your followers were made perfect in You.
Each having a righteousness not of their own
from the One seated on the heavenly throne.
Fixing our eyes upon the Risen Lord
for the joy before Him the cross endured.
Made perfect through suffering sin and its shame
and given the Name that was above every name.
The whole of Creation joins the victory song
united in one with the heavenly throng.
To the Author and Finisher of Faith we sing
gathered in heaven before our glorious King.