Did you read it?

Please don't miss today's Cheque Book of the Bank of Faith.  If you haven't read it, please, go back and read it now.  If you have read it, go back and read it again.  Let the scripture sink down into your soul and quiet your heart, Christian.  When I see the blood, I will pass over you.

Think on these great truths:  Christ, our great High Priest, for the joy that was set before Him, offered Himself up, as a sacrifice for sin.  He ever lives to make intercession for us.  He is our advocate with the Father and goes before us into the very throne room of God and pleads on our behalf--through His blood.  "My own sight of the precious blood is for my comfort; but it is the Lord's sight of it which secures my safety."

Be comforted, Christian.  Give thanks to the One Who gave His Son for our redemption.

If you are not a Christian, or you are not sure, repent and believe the Gospel.  For this is the Gospel, that Christ, the perfect, sinless Son of God, became a man and dwelt among us.  In His living, He fulfilled all the law of God, and so doing, bought for us a righteousness, that we could never have without Christ.  In His dying, His precious blood satisfied God's wrath against our sin and paid our penalty and thus bought for us forgiveness of sin.  He was raised for our justification.  Come to Christ, by faith, and you, too, can have the comfort of knowing that He ever lives to make intercession for you.

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.

The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.

E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.
Lies silent in the grave, lies silent in the grave;
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.

Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, unworthy though I be,
For me a blood bought free reward, a golden harp for me!
’Tis strung and tuned for endless years, and formed by power divine,
To sound in God the Father’s ears no other name but Thine.

William  Cowper, 1772 

Comments

[Leslie]

Amen!