to Jesus be Glory

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