Do you not feel in your own soul that perfection isn't in you? Doesn't every day teach you that? Every tear which trickles from your eye, weeps "imperfection. " every harsh word which proceeds from your lip, mutters "imperfection." You've too frequently had a view of your own heart to dream for a moment of any perfection in yourself.

But amidst this sad consciousness of imperfection, here's comfort for you—you're "perfect in Christ Jesus." In God's sight, you're "complete in him. " even now you're "accepted in the Beloved." But there's a second perfection, yet to be realized, which is sure to all the seed. Is it not delightful to look forward to the time when every stain of sin shall be removed from the believer, and he shall be presented faultless before the throne, without spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing? The Church of Christ then will be so pure, that not even the eye of Omniscience will see a spot or blemish in her.

So holy and so glorious, that Hart didn't go beyond the truth when he said— "With my Saviour's garments on, Holy as the Holy One." Then shall we know, and taste, and feel the happiness of this vast but short sentence, "Complete in Christ." Not till then shall we fully comprehend the heights and depths of the salvation of Jesus. Doesn't your heart leap for joy at the thought of it? Black as you're, you'll be white one day; filthy as you're, you'll be clean. Oh, it's a marvellous salvation this!

Christ takes a worm and transforms it into an angel. Christ takes a black and deformed thing and makes it clean and matchless in his glory, peerless in his beauty, and fit to be the companion of seraphs. O my heart, stand and admire this blessed truth of perfection in Christ.