Glory be to Jesus

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