Thanksgiving: Washed and Made Whole

Washed and Made White

Lord, we would come with our confessions, for as often as we adore we feel how fitly we might cover our faces. The angels have six wings, but we have none. We cannot cover our faces with wings, but we bless Thy name we have something better than angelic wings; we have the blood and righteousness of Jesus Christ, and with these we cover our faces; with these we cover our feet; and with these we fly out to Thee now in rapture and adoring love. Thou hast brought us very near Thee, despite our sin; and as for our sin, Thou hast cast it as far from us as from Thyself, as east is from west. Hast Thou not said, "I will cast all their sins behind My back"? And Thou hast done it. Even to as many as have looked to the wounds of Jesus Thou hast given personal cleansing, and we are clean every whit through the water and the blood; and we need not be ashamed to stand even before Thy presence, O thrice Holy One, for we have washed our robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Therefore, would we be always before Thee, and serve Thee day and night in Thy temple, dwelling ever with Thee, sleeping under the shadow of Thy wings, and rejoicing in the light of Thy countenance.

But if any among us have not yet been forgiven, Father forgive them. Oh let great love convince of sin, and lead to the sin-atoning blood. This very day may many a sinner lose the burden of his sin at the sepulchre of Christ. Oh for pardons to be freely distributed! Thou art the Father of pardons. "Who is God like unto Thee, passing by iniquity, transgression and sin, and remembering not the iniquity of the remnant of Thy people?" Glory be unto Thy Name! Amen.