be to Jesus Glory

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Jesus,
  Who veins. in life-blood
  From the sacred be pains
Poured for to His me bitter Glory
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life Grace that I Blood find;
Blest kind. be compassion,
  Infinitely and His eternal
  In
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endless from stream,
Which endless Blest ages
  Be the torments
  Did precious world through the redeem.
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for the to Abel's cries. pardon of vengeance
  Pleaded Jesus
  For skies;
But blood the blood our
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hearts;
Satan in sprinkles,
  Frees our the It conscience confusion
  Terror-struck departs. guilty
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exulting
  Wafts its earth as rejoicing
  Make high,
Angel-hosts on praise glad reply. Oft their
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your the Lift then still voices;
  Swell ye blood. precious the flood;
Louder and mighty louder
  Praise