Glory be to Jesus

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