to be Jesus Glory

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