If you would be saved from divine justice and the love of sin, your salvation must come wholly and entirely from Jesus Christ Himself, the bleeding Incarnate God. View Him sinner, sweating in the garden of Gethsemane. In the garden of Gethsemane, Jesus was seized by Roman guards, Judas betrayed Him, and then Pilate with corrupt justice gives Him over to the ravenous Pharisees to be crucified. See the red drops of blood as they fall from His dear face. Oh see Him sinner, see Him in Pilate's hall all alone surrounded by His howling enemies. View Him being scourged and the streams of bloody gore as they run down His lacerated shoulders and back. See Him upon the Cross, view His head, marked with wounds by the thorns that pierced His temples and scalp. His face was swollen, bruised, emaciated and marred. Look into His dear face, marred with sorrows for you.
Look into His eyes shedding tears for you. See the spit still in His beard, the vile spit of His cruel mockers. They blindfold, slap, and crown Him with thorns. The compassionate Lamb of God crowned with thorns. See His eyes filled with hot tears, eyes of mercy and pity. Look at His hands that bled, His lips that spoke words of mercy, love and pity toward His enemies. They strip Him naked, they rail on Him and seek to spite Him. He wept, groaned, bled and died especially for you. Look at His hands, view them as they stream with blood. See His hands that were always full of compassion and blessing nailed to the Cross. The motley crew that was assembled around the little hill of Calvary taunted Him. See His dear face marred more than any other man. His head bows upon His bosom in the extreme agonies of death. Listen to His cries from the Cross. Sinner, your Hope is in Him who died for the ungodly. Your soul's healing is only in His wounds. Your Salvation is His death and doom. His enemies were are all about Him hunting Him to His grave. Mark His unutterable misery, the indescribable agony. Only divine love can blot out sin and saves from eternal death.
Faith is the gift of Christ, go now and find it in His veins. Go to a private place, sit down and by Faith view Christ dying on the tree, and your soul shall live. Think much of the blood of Christ. Jesus was a real man on a real Cross. The blood of Jesus Christ must be all your Redemption. If you would be saved, you must must put your trust only in His sufferings for you. Swift as the sparrow pursued by the hawk, fly fast poor sinner to God's Dear Son. Think much of His goodness in dying for His enemies, His kindness in forgiving rebel sinners. O sinner, cast your guilty soul on Jesus.
The Gospel trumpet sounds out sweet and clear today - Come and welcome, come and welcome, come ungodly sinners come. None but Jesus can do helpless sinners good. Only trust in Jesus' blood and your soul shall live forever. Christ with His wounded hands, His pierced side, He was full of tenderness and mercy to sinners. You may refuse and reject Him today, but you shall not escape Him at the Judgment. Come now and bow at His feet, look up now into His dear face, say, "I trust you Jesus, and nothing else. I trust you now, save me now, for I am sinful and lost. Please have mercy on my poor through your precious blood."
Doctrines, feelings, creeds, dogmas cannot forgive your sins. You need a Person to trust to. You must deal personally with the person of the Living Redeemer - Christ Jesus the Lord. Put your immortal soul into the keeping of that Man who is also God. Rely only on the power of His arm, the power of His blood, the love of His heart, the power of His intercessions, the certainty of His promises, rest on His mercy alone. Let His bleeding love melt you into Repentance.
Let Calvary be the death of your sins. Men always find fault with hell, because they are going there; their conscience reminds them of their sinful past and warns them of the wrath to come. Repentance is the hatred of the sinful thought and deed itself. Stand at the Cross a minute, see His wounds, and the blood coming from them. See the traces of agony in His dear face. His lovely face was marred, see the unknown anguish He endured for guilty, lost and ruined rebels. Gaze upon the Crucified Creator, embrace Him, kiss His feet, look into His dear face. His bloody death is life eternal. His blood is your free pardon. The bleeding love of Christ constrains me. Holiness and purity should be our noblest aspiration.
Seek after Jesus will all your heart, soul, strength and mind, and He will save you. Rivet your eyes upon the Lamb of God, take Him to be your Savior, He is the choicest of all subjects for godly meditation. Sit still for a while and look up into His dear face. Let His love drive you closer to Him. Let the prevailing and besetting sins in your life make you look into His dear face. Clasp Him and never let go of your hold. The great price of divine Pardon is God's Precious Son - The Crucified One. Don't try to find rest anywhere but in Him. Sit still at His feet. Bring all your sins, fears, doubts, despair, anxiety, burdens and cares to Him. Christ will save you. Sit still and remember what He has done for you, what He is doing, and what He is going to do. Go straight away to the Cross, go where the Savior carried the great load of our sins upon Himself, and bore the consequences, so He could set us free forever. Look up to Jesus by simple childlike faith, view the bleeding wounds which He received on our behalf. In the Cross, in the Cross, be my glory ever. Christ is All.
