to Glory be Jesus

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