to Jesus be Glory

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