to Jesus Glory be

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