Glory be to Jesus,\nWho in bitter pains\nPour’d for me the life-blood\nFrom his sacred veins.\n2. Grace and life eternal\nIn that blood I find:\nBlest be his compassion,\nInfinitely kind.\n3. Blest through endless ages\nBe the precious stream,\nWhich from endless torment\nDoth the world redeem.\n4. There the fainting spirit\nDrinks of life her fill;\nThere as in a fountain\nLaves herself at will.\n5. Abel’s blood for vengeance\nPleaded to the skies;\nBut the blood of Jesus\nFor our pardon cries.\n6. Oft as it is sprinkled\nOn our guilty hearts,\nSatan in confusion\nTerror-struck departs.\n7. Oft as earth exalting\nWafts its praise on high,\nHell with horror trembles;\nHeav’n is fill’d with joy.\n8. Lift ye, then, your voices;\nSwell the mighty flood;\nLouder still and louder,\nPraise the precious blood.