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Lord, we treasure with affection

Thou hidden love of God, whose height

Master, how shall I bless Thy name

Our faith to God-ward must in these days spread abroad

All sinners are the slaves of sin

The veil is rent and opened is

God is light, and in Him there is no darkness at all

Lord, in Thy presence

Prince of peace, control my will (Alternate Tune)

I’m pressing on the upward way