Glory be to Jesus

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