Devout Aspirations

GLORY be to JESUS! Who in bitter pains Pour’d for me the life-blood From his sacred veins. Grace and life eternal In that Blood I find; Bless’d be his compassion, Infinitely kind! Bless’d through endless ages Be the precious stream, Which from endless torment Doth the world redeem. There the fainting spirit Drinks of life her fill; There, as in a fountain, Laves herself at will. Oh, the Blood of CHRIST! It soothes the FATHER’S ire, Opes the gate of heaven, Quells eternal fire. 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, Hell with terror trembles, Heaven is filled with joy. Lift ye, then, your voices; Swell the mighty flood; Louder still and louder, Praise the Precious Blood!