to Jesus be Glory

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