to Glory be Jesus

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