Jesus be Glory to

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