to Jesus Glory be

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