Is the fruit of the work being finished.
No sinful departure nor wailed, "Ichabod!"
Can intrude, or its power be diminished.
The virtue of Christ, the burnt-offering, rose
To the nostrils of God in sweet savour;
That worth has effect so that we may be those
Who have access to stand in God's favour.
The Son is in glory, and sits on God's throne,
In the warmth of the Father's affection;
His joy is to praise in the midst of His own,
Those who wear the Beloved's perfection.