For by one offering he hath perfected for ever them that are sanctified.
— Hebrews 10:14 (KJV)

By one oblation, offered once for all,
The spotless Lamb hath wrought the end of strife;
No more the altar smokes with victims’ fall,
No priestly hands repeat the toil of life.
He, seated high at God’s right hand, doth reign,
And waits till every foe beneath Him lies—
The final triumph of His cross is plain:
Perfected evermore, the sanctified arise.

What endless toil the ancient shadows knew,
The blood of bulls and goats that could not cleanse;
Yet in His flesh He bore the curse anew,
And by that single stroke made full amends.
The veil is rent, the sanctuary flung wide,
Access is granted to the holiest place;
No condemnation now can e’er betide
The souls He hath perfected by His grace.

O glorious victory! The war is won,
Though tempests rage and sin still strives below;
In Him we stand complete, the battle done,
His righteousness our everlasting glow.
Forever sanctified, forever free,
We march as conquerors beneath His banner bright;
The Captain of salvation’s sure decree:
One offering perfects us in endless light.

Rejoice, ye saints! Lift high the victor’s song,
For death is swallowed up, and hell o’erthrown;
In Christ alone the ransomed souls belong,
Perfected ever by His work alone.
No merit ours, no striving of our own—
His cross the triumph, His blood the seal divine;
Thus rests the soul upon the Cornerstone,
Victorious now, and evermore to shine.