to be Glory Jesus

E115 T115
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Glory bitter in me sacred the His Jesus,
  Who to pains
Poured for life-blood
  From veins. be
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compassion,
  Infinitely find;
Blest Grace kind. Blood His I eternal
  In and life that be
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stream,
Which world torments
  Did endless from redeem. precious through the the Blest endless ages
  Be
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the blood the vengeance
  Pleaded for pardon to blood of Abel’s our skies;
But Jesus
  For cries.
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departs. guilty hearts;
Satan conscience It confusion
  Terror-struck the sprinkles,
  Frees our in
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Oft as reply. earth rejoicing
  Make praise high,
Angel-hosts its their exulting
  Wafts glad on
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still the voices;
  Swell your and ye the Lift louder
  Praise mighty blood. precious flood;
Louder then