How great are my privilages in Christ?
Without Him I stand afar off, a stranger, an outcast;
with Him I draw near and touch His kindly sceptre.
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Without Him all is wrath and consuming fire;
with Him all is love, and the repose of soul.
Without Him is gaping hell below me;
with Him its gates are barred to me by His precious blood.
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Without Him all things external call for my condemnation;
with Him they minister to my confort and are to be enjoyed with thanksgiving.
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