to Glory Jesus be

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