Normale Version: Privileges
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Good is it to be born in Christian land,
Within the hearing of sweet Sabbath bells,
To con our letters in the book that tells
How God vouchsafed His creatures to command.

How once He led His chosen by the hand,
Presending to their young and opening sense
Such pictures of His dread Omnipotence,
As all could see, though none might understand.

Oh! good it is to dwell with Christian folk,
Where even the blind may see, the deaf may hear,
The words that Paul hath wrote, that Jesus spoke,

By book or preacher shown to eye or ear,
Where Gospel truth is rife as song of birds -
'Familiar in our ears as household words.'