Isn’t it nice? “My sins are all washed away in the blood of Jesus.”
Such were the sweet and simple words uttered with great earnestness by my little girl as I entered the room.
She was sitting in the arm-chair, and evidently thinking of the precious Saviour, and with a bright smile, she told out to me her heart’s trust in His precious blood.
“Isn’t it nice?” Indeed, it is, so nice—so real; such a happy thing for the young thus to confess their trust in Jesus. What about my dear young friend who is reading these few simple lines? Sins we all have, whether we are young or old. Sins, few or many, if unforgiven must shut us out of heaven. Trust, then, in the precious Saviour—Jesus—who died on the cross for sinners, young and old. His precious blood was shed there for sinners.
Thus it was little E—could say, “Isn’t it nice? My sins are all washed. away in the blood of Jesus.”
Can you say this? If not, why not? Why not now, young though you are, believe on Jesus as your very own Saviour? “His blood cleanseth from all, sin.” Wait no longer; you are not too young to be saved; and Jesus is coming. Death, too, carries many young people into eternity every day.
Now then, trust simply in Him who died, and you will find how nice, how very blessed it is to be washed in Jesus’ precious blood.
ML 03/29/1936