Full Lyrics
Glory be to Jesus,
who, in bitter pains,
poured for me the lifeblood
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
terrorstruck departs;
oft as earth exulting
wafts its praise on high,
angelhosts rejoicing
make their glad reply.
Lift ye then your voices;
swell the mighty flood;
louder still and louder
praise the precious blood.
