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Begone, unbelief

God the Lord has spoken, God has been unveiled

Invisible, God is Invisible

There is a stream which issues forth

Where the sprinkling of the blood is

The cross—we all were there

Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish

Lord Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine

From Greenland’s icy mountains

With one accord within an upper room