Love of Christ

The love of Christ is just as incomprehensible as the mysteries and glory of the Godhead itself . You see Him dwelling there in the bosom of the Father in bliss and glory unutterable , receiving the homage of a holy universe ; and then flinging all this aside , He comes down through all the ranks of the higher intelligences . lower and still lower , till He reaches the depths of suffering in Gethsemane and on the cross , and there pours out His blood that He may wash us from our sins . "From our sins, "- from their deep guilt , and so procuring our eternal forgiveness and God's favour ; and from their power and pollution , and so procuring ourr restoration to the holy image of God . It may well be believed that those for whom all this was done , those whom the Son of God so loved and washed in His own blood , however low and vile and guilty before , would be thus advanced to whatever of dignity and privilege it was in the power of omnipotence to bestow upon such creatures . Is any blessing too great for such love to give ? Is any sin too black for such blood to wash away ?  Is there any degree of holiness or height of bliss beyond the worth of this blood to purchase ? Oh, fellow sinners and believers , is there a joy so great , a heavenly hallelujah so rapturous , as that of the redeemed sinner - as to thaty in which you and I , before many more years of sorrow have rolled away , shall unite ? With some sense of this love upon our hearts , we cannot but join most gladly in .