Glory be to Jesus

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