to Jesus Glory be

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