Glory to Jesus be

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