As Hard As I Scrub Myself
by Jerry Johnson
Take a bunch of hyssop, and dip it in the blood that is in the basin, and strike the lintel and the two side posts with the blood that is in the basin. For the LORD will pass through to smite the Egyptians; and when he seeth the blood upon the lintel, and on the two side posts, the LORD will pass over the door, and will not suffer the destroyer to come in unto your houses to smite you. Exodus 12:21-23
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Psalm 51:7
And his raiment became shining, exceeding white as snow; so as no fuller on earth can white them. Mr 9:3
Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in his own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto God and his Father; to him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Amen. Rev 1:5b-6
There is no merit in this house
That would stay Your hand from striking!
I know I only fool myself
To hope MY good’s to Your liking.
Only guilt and condemnation
Are companions to my fate
If I’m depending on myself
The time already is too late!
I can wash and scrape and polish
Trying all my wrongs to right them,
But as hard as I scrub myself,
No fuller on earth can white them!
I tape my mouth, I close my eyes
I tie my hands behind my back,
I chain my feet, I stifle myself:
Somehow my sins still find some slack!
See the handwriting on the wall!
I must quit my foolish striving!
Surrender! I must deny myself!
I must let You do the driving!
Purify my heart with hyssop
Dipped in Your pure blood sacrifice.
I will invite Your washing hand
It’s Your Love’s work that pays the price.
Oh, Yes! To You be the glory!
May You rule in my life alway!
Let me not forget The Blood
That washed my hopelessness away!
Amen.
© Copyright 2013, Gerald T. Johnson. All rights reserved. Used by permission.