Jesus be Glory to

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