Jesus be Glory to

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