Lord, we praise you for causing the angel of death to pass over the first-born sons of the Israelites in the day of Moses. Your plagues struck the Egyptians, but not your chosen ones. If the blood of a lamb was painted over the doorway of the house, then the angel of death passed over.
That was a shadow of what was to come. Jesus is the Lamb of God, the Lamb that was slain from the foundation of the world. If His blood is painted over the doorways of our hearts, then spiritual death will pass over us as well. We will be saved from the wrath of God because of our sins. Praise You, Lord!
"Jesus' blood never fails me." Its one of my favorite song lyrics. So powerful is His blood that it saves us from spiritual death. NOTHING ELSE CAN.
Back in Illinois, Joel's pastor was on his death bed. This was one of the godliest men that I have heard of. He whispered to his friend, "His blood is still my only hope." I did attend his wake after he died and it was open-casket. The man's face shined with a supernatural glow. No make-up could do that. He also had this gentle smile of peace on his face. Everyone that saw him either let out a soft gasp or began crying tears of joy.
Blessings on this Passover (yesterday). May His blood be over the doorway of your heart!
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