to be Glory Jesus

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