Jesus to be Glory

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