to Jesus Glory be

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