The blood of Jesus is everything. It is the central doctrine of our faith, the present and eternal life of our souls. There is no pardon, no salvation, no heaven but by blood, the blood of the Lord Jesus. Were we to relinquish every other revealed truth and concentrate upon this one, our supreme and lasting study, resolving all our knowledge of the Bible into an “experimental and personal acquaintance” with atoning blood—as, like a thread, it runs from Genesis to Revelation—it would not be a too exaggerated view of this vital and momentous subject. The blood is everything to us, as it is everything to God. He provided it, is satisfied with it, beholds it, and when He sees it on the soul, that soul becomes a living and a lovely soul in His sight.
The blood of Jesus is atoning. It was shed for sin; it has made to divine justice a full satisfaction for sin and it puts away sin. Is sin your burden, O my soul? Is it for your sins you do moan and weep and are cast down? Behold, the sin-atoning blood of Jesus; believe, and weep no more. Here is that before which not a sin can stand.
The blood of Jesus is cleansing. It “cleanses us.” Oh, this is what you do so deeply need, my soul! Sin-forgiving, guilt-removing, heart-cleansing, conscience-purifying blood. All this is the blood of Jesus to you. Wash in it, and you shall be whiter than snow. And mark the tense of the wonderful words on which this meditation is based; it is the present tense. It has cleansed, it will cleanse, but, as with regard to our daily walk as believers in Jesus, we have to do with its present cleansing. In our Christian travels through a sinful world the feet are apt to slide, prone to wander, and are constantly contracting fresh defilement, needing the daily washing in the blood. What a sweet thought, O my soul, that the fountain is open, and the blood cleanses, even now cleanses us from all sin.
The blood of Jesus speaks: ”The blood of Christ that speaks.” Oh, what a voice has the blood of Jesus! What sweetness and majesty, what gentleness and power! It speaks, and the troubled conscience is at rest; it speaks, and the broken heart is healed; it speaks, and the trembling fear is quieted. It speaks, also, within the veil. The voice of Jesus’ blood is heard in glory, sweeter and louder than the voices of all the minstrels round about the throne. My soul, the voice of Jesus’ blood pleads louder for you in heaven, than all your sins can plead against you on earth.
It is sprinkled blood, that is, applied blood. Therefore it is called ”the blood of sprinkling.” The blood of Jesus practically will not avail us unless applied to the conscience, just as the blood of the Paschal lamb had availed nothing to the Israelite when the first-born of Egypt was slain, had it not been sprinkled upon his house. And so God said, ”When I see the blood, I will pass over you.” O my soul, look well to this. Why is it that you are so doubting and fearful? Why are you not walking in a full sense of your pardon and acceptance in Jesus—basking in the sunshine of a present and assured salvation? Is it not because you are stopping short of the applied blood? Oh, come to the blood, the blood of sprinkling! Keep no guilt on your conscience, no anguish for uncleansed sin in your heart, but wash daily in the precious blood of Christ which cleanses from all sin.