to Glory Jesus be

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