Glory be to Jesus

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