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.
Oft as earth exulting Sends its praise on high,
Angel hosts, rejoicing,Make their glad reply.
Lift we then our voices,Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood!
---Attributed to S. Alfonso, 18th century; adatped c.m.b., 2012