be to Jesus Glory

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