Glory be Jesus to

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