be Glory to Jesus

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