Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
(whiter than snow?!! Can you imagine it?)
We are in a snow-white world today in Ontario!
Well, on closer scrutiny, white that dons hues of blues and golds!
“Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the LORD.
“Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.
This world is so full of madness, evil scheme and rebel pride
Yet, through grace, relentless gladness of faith, hope and love abide
For greater is He within us than the meanness of the age
We have victory in Jesus even while vile battles rage
Come, let us reason together whether young, old, rich or poor
Take the yoke that mercy tethers to the Hand, scarred and secure
He who walked in Eden’s Garden where guilt sought to hide away
Will still sorry sinner pardon; harden not your heart today
Though our stains of sin are scarlet he will wash us white as snow
Break the chain that binds the harlot to the chamber of the foe
This is no trite invitation when Christ calls, ‘come unto Me’
The seal of the soul's salvation drenched the cross of Calvary
Yet with grace-empowered patience God restrains the trumpet sound
And the face-to-face acquaintance of His own gathered around
For this world so full of madness, suffering and trouble-tossed
He delays That Day of Gladness, for the sake of souls still lost
Faith is fitted for the hour, not by the power of man
But by He who did not cower when confronted with Love's Plan/hate's clan
He did not claim the advantage of equality with God
But beheld beyond death's vantage, its defeat and triumph's laud
© Janet Martin