- 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 precious blood. Amin.