1 Glory be to Jesus
Who, in bitter pains
Pour'd for me the Life-blood
From His sacred veins

2. Grace and life eternal
In that Blood I find
Blest be His compassion
Infinitely kind

3. Blest through endless ages
Be the precious stream,
Which from endless torments
Did the world redeem

4. Abel's blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies;
But the Blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.

5. Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts
Satan in confusion
Terror-struck departs.
6
. Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Angel-hosts rejoicing
Make their glad reply

7. Lift ye then your voices;
Swell the mighty flood
Lounder still and lounder
Praise the precious Blood.