to Jesus Glory be

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