to Jesus be Glory

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