be to Glory Jesus

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