Glory Jesus be to

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