Glory be to Jesus

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