to be Glory Jesus

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