Jesus to be Glory

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