Jesus to be Glory

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