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37.
[How loud the blood of Abel cries]
The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto Me, &c.
—iv. 10.
How loud the blood of Abel cries,
Demanding vengeance from the ground!
But louder still throughout the skies
Thou hear'st the blood of Jesus sound:
It pleads for the apostate race,
That all His murderers may live,
It asks for me Thy sparing grace,
And every drop cries out, Forgive!
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