“That will by no means clear the guilty,”—Exod. xxxiv. 7.
Pause, my soul, over these solemn words! Will not Jehovah clear the
guilty? And art thou not guilty? How then wilt thou come before God,
either now or hereafter? Hearken, my soul, to what thy God hath also
said; “deliver him from going down to the pit; I have found a ransom.”
Oh! soul-reviving, soul-comforting words! yes, Jesus became my surety,
took my guilt, and bought me out of the hands of law and justice. God
hath not therefore cleared the guilty, without taking ample
satisfaction on the person of the sinner’s surety. Hence now the double
claim of justice and grace demands the sinner’s pardon. Here then, my
soul, rest thy present and thine everlasting plea. Keep up a daily and
hourly remembrance of it at the mercy seat. While Jesus lives, and
lives there as thine advocate, never doubt thy acceptance in the
beloved: guilty as thou art in thyself, yet spotless in him. The same
God which made thy Jesus to be sin for thee, who knew no sin, makes
thee the righteousness of God in him.