to Jesus be Glory

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