Whiter Than Snow.

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SOME years ago while walking in Chestnut Hill a suburb of Philadelphia we passed through a small Italian settlement. We stood and watched just such a washing as you see in this picture. The water in a small stream had been blocked up by stones for wash day. The top stone on a slant was used for a wash board. Here one Italian woman after another came out and rubbed away until satisfied her clothes were clean. To me it seemed hard work, but the women enjoyed it. This washing, dear children, might be very clean but it could not be whiter than snow. I once heard the story of a little girl on her way to Sunday-school, who returned the second time to her mother for a clean handkerchief. Snow was on the ground and it was so much whiter than her handkerchief, she thought a mistake had been made. There is but one thing in this world whiter than snow and that is a sinner washed in the precious blood of Jesus.
If there is any reader who cannot say,
“I’m a poor sinner
And nothing at all,
But Jesus my Saviour
Is all and in all”—
then just believe what the Word of God says, “WASH ME AND I SHALL BE WHITER THAN SNOW.” Psalm 51:77Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. (Psalm 51:7).
“Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” Isaiah 1:1818Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. (Isaiah 1:18).
ML 07/18/1909