See the King upon a cross
He hangs between two thieves
Who is left to hail Him now
The women at His feet.
Laughing soldiers cast their lots
Amidst the ravens' cries
Surely it's an evil day
When such a man must die.

Then a voice in triumph
Calls out to the sky

It is Done!  It is Done!
Now take me, Father
In your arms
And give me rest.
It is Done! 
Now take me, Father
In your arms 
And give me rest.

See the lowly lifted up
In suffering glorified
Filled with love He takes the cup
And drinks the bitter wine.
The earth it shakes the mountains quake
The temple veil is torn
God in heaven mourns for Him
His most beloved son.

Then in glad surrender
He speaks beneath the sun

It is Done!  It is Done!
Now take me, Father
In your arms
And give me rest.
It is Done!
Now take me, Father
In your arms
And give me rest
It is Done!
Now take me, Father 
In your arms
And give rest.

It is Done!  It is Done!!