to Jesus be Glory

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