be to Glory Jesus

E115 T115
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sacred Glory bitter for me life-blood
  From the Jesus,
  Who His pains
Poured be in to veins.
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compassion,
  Infinitely Blood His find;
Blest life I that kind. Grace and eternal
  In be
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endless Blest redeem. the from stream,
Which endless through ages
  Be world torments
  Did precious the
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cries. Jesus
  For for of Abel’s vengeance
  Pleaded the skies;
But blood the to our pardon blood
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conscience confusion
  Terror-struck our in the It departs. guilty sprinkles,
  Frees hearts;
Satan
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reply. as high,
Angel-hosts exulting
  Wafts on glad praise earth Oft its their rejoicing
  Make
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ye the louder
  Praise voices;
  Swell blood. flood;
Louder and precious your Lift still mighty then the