An aged preacher of the gospel when dying, said “Bring me the Bible.” Putting his finger upon the verse, “The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin,” he said, “I die in the hope of this verse.” It wasn’t his fifty years’ preaching nor his long life in the Lord’s service but the blood of Christ upon which he relied. When we stand before the judgment seat of Christ we shall be pure, even as He is pure, if we are washed in the blood of the Lamb.
A little child of seven,
Or even three or four,
May enter into heaven
Through Christ, the open Door.
For when the heart believeth
On Christ, the Son of God,
‘Tis then the soul receiveth
Salvation through His blood.
I am the Door, the words are but four;
Millions are in, but there’s room for more;
The door’s open wide, come right inside,
And thou shalt be saved.
ML 09/22/1968