The Precious Blood

Read these words & let them penetrate your hearts.  So thankful for the cross & the shed blood for me.
The following is an excerpt from The Valley of Vision (pages 74-75).

The Precious Blood
Blessed Lord Jesus,
Before thy cross I kneel & see
the heinousness of my sin,
my iniquity that caused thee to be 'made a curse',
the evil that excites the severity of divine wrath.
Show me the enormity of my guilt by
the crown of thorns,
the pierced hands & feet,
the bruised body,
the dying cries. 
Thy blood is the blood of incarnate God,
its worth infinite, its value beyond all thought. 
Infinite must be the evil & guilt that demands such a price.
Sin is my malady, my monster, my foe, my viper,
born in my birth,
alive in my life,
strong in my character,
dominating my faculties,
following me as a shadow,
intermingling with my every thought,
my chain that holds me captive in the empire of my soul.
Sinner that I am, why should the sun give me light,
the air supply breath,
the earth bear my tread,
its fruit nourish me,
its creatures subserve my ends?
Yet thy compassions yearn over me,
thy heart hastens to my rescue,
thy love endured my curse,
thy mercy bore my deserved stripes.
Let me walk humbly in the lowest depths of humiliation,
bathed in thy blood,
tender of conscience,
triumphing gloriously as an heir of salvation.


Humbled....
Rachel