Jesus be to Glory

E115 T115
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Jesus,
  Who pains
Poured to bitter the veins. His life-blood
  From Glory in for sacred be me
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I His find;
Blest and be compassion,
  Infinitely kind. life Blood that eternal
  In Grace
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the ages
  Be torments
  Did stream,
Which world redeem. Blest endless precious endless from the through
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our of Abel's blood for pardon the blood to skies;
But cries. the Jesus
  For vengeance
  Pleaded
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sprinkles,
  Frees confusion
  Terror-struck departs. hearts;
Satan the conscience It our in guilty
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as Oft their on earth rejoicing
  Make exulting
  Wafts reply. glad high,
Angel-hosts its praise
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ye flood;
Louder still then blood. precious mighty louder
  Praise Lift voices;
  Swell and the your the