Cantique : Glory be to Jesus

1

Jesus,
Who me be sacred the Glory bitter to His for in pains
Poured life-blood
From veins.

2

that life compassion,
Infinitely His kind. Grace Blood I find;
Blest be eternal
In and

3

from Blest redeem. precious stream,
Which endless through the ages
Be torments
Did world the endless

4

of Abel’s our the for vengeance
Pleaded blood pardon to skies;
But cries. Jesus
For blood the

5

It hearts;
Satan the in confusion
Terror-struck sprinkles,
Frees departs. our guilty conscience

6

their on praise high,
Angel-hosts rejoicing
Make its exulting
Wafts earth Oft as reply. glad

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the ye voices;
Swell mighty louder
Praise blood. then the your still Lift precious and flood;
Louder

Glory be to Jesus