One cheering word for you, poor lost sinner! You think you cannot come to God because you are vile. Now hear this: there is not a saint living on earth who hasn't been made to feel that he is vile. If Job, and Isaiah, and Paul were all obliged to say "I am vile," oh, poor sinner, why should you be ashamed to make the same confession? If divine grace does not eradicate all sin from the believer, how do you hope to do it yourself? And if God loves his people while they are yet vile, do you think your vileness will prevent his loving you?

Believe on Jesus, you outcast of society! Jesus calls you, just as you are. "Not the righteous, not the righteous—sinners, Jesus came to call." Even now say, "You have died for sinners; I am a sinner, Lord Jesus, sprinkle your blood on me." If you will confess your sin, you shall find pardon. If now, with all your heart, you will say, "I am vile, wash me," you shall be washed. Now!

If the Holy Spirit enables you from your heart to cry, "Just as I am, without one plea, but that thy blood was shed for me, and that thou bidd'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come!"—you shall rise from reading this morning's portion with all your sins pardoned. Though you woke this morning with every sin that man has ever committed on your head, you shall rest tonight accepted in the Beloved. Though once degraded with the rags of sin, you shall be adorned with a robe of righteousness and appear white as the angels are.

For NOW—mark it—NOW is the accepted time. If you believe on him who justifies the ungodly, you are saved. Oh! May the Holy Spirit give you saving faith in him who receives the vilest.