to Jesus be Glory

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