White as Snow

photo by my Rebecca

"LORD, if You kept a record of our sins, who, O LORD, could ever survive?" (Psalm 130:3)

This morning, I awoke remembering an old, Fanny Crosby hymn that Mr. Williams, our church youth choir director in the 1970s, taught us:

Though your sins be as scarlet,

They shall be as white as snow;

Thought your sins be as scarlet,

They shall be as white as snow;

Though they be red like crimson,

They shall be as wool!

Though your sins be as scarlet

They shall be as white as snow,

They shall be as white as snow.

Stanzas two and three go on to say: Hear the voice that entreats you. Oh, return ye unto God. He is of great compassion, and of wondrous love. He'll forgive your transgressions, and remember them no more. "Look unto Me, ye people," saith the Lord your God. 

On this fourteenth day before the birthday of Jesus Christ, remember, beloved, "the LORD is compassionate and merciful, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love... For His unfailing love toward those who fear Him is as great as  the height of the heavens above the earth. He has removed our sins [by the blood of Jesus] as far from us as the east is from the west." (Psalm 103:8,11-12)

O come let us adore Him!