A Hymn in honor of the Most Precious Blood of Jesus - from the Raccolta

A Hymn in honor of the Most Precious Blood of Jesus

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.

O the Blood of Christ!
It soothes the Father's ire;
Open 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.