ONCE heard the story of a little girl on her way to Sunday school, who returned the second time to her mother for a clean handkerchief.
Snow was on the ground, and it was so much whiter than her handkerchief, that she thought a mistake had been made.
Our white clothing, whether washed in a clear stream with a fiat stone for a washboard or in a modern laundry with all its cleansing agents, cannot be whiter than snow.
There is but one thing in this world whiter than snow, and that is a sinner washed in the precious blood of Jesus.
If any of our dear readers cannot say,
“I’m a poor sinner,
And nothing at all,
But Jesus Christ
Is my all in all,”
then just believe what the Word of God says:
“WASH ME AND I SHALL BE WHITER THAN SNOW.” Psa. 51:7.
“Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” Isa. 1:18.
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