be to Jesus Glory

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