E. Caswall

GLORY be to Jesus,

Who in bitter pains

Poured for me the life-blood

From His sacred veins.


Grace and life eternal

In that Blood I find;

Blest be His compassion,

Infinitely kind.


Blest through endless ages

Be the precious stream,

Which from endless torments

Did the world redeem.


Abel’s blood for vengeance

Pleaded to the skies;

But the blood of Jesus

For our pardon cries.


Oft as it is sprinkled

On our guilty hearts,

Satan in confusion

Terror-struck departs.


Oft as earth exulting

Wafts its praise on high,

Angel-hosts rejoicing

Make their glad reply.


Lift ye then your voices;

Swell the mighty flood;

Louder still and louder

Praise the Lamb of God.


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