to be Glory Jesus

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