What am I?
What are you?
Are we not filthy, polluted, and defiled?
Do not we, more or less, daily feel
altogether as an unclean thing?
Is not every thought of our heart altogether vile?
Does any holiness, any spirituality, any heavenly-
mindedness, any purity, any resemblance to the
divine image dwell in our hearts by nature?
Not a grain! Not an atom!
How then can I, a polluted sinner,
ever see the face of a holy God?
How can I, a worm of earth, corrupted within
and without by indwelling and committed sin,
ever hope to see a holy God without shrinking
into destruction?
When we view the pure and spotless holiness
of Jesus imputed to His people, and view them . . .
holy in Him,
pure in Him,
without spot in Him,
how it does away with all the wrinkles of the
creature, and makes them stand holy and
spotless before God.
Be the first to react on this!
