to Jesus be Glory

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