While we were yet sinners, Christ
died for us. Romans 5.8. He loved us more than his own
life. The Pelican feeds her young ones
with her own blood. Oh sirs, Christ is our Pelican
who has nourished and fed us with his own blood. My flesh
is real food and my blood is real drink, says Christ. Christ's red blood has taken
away our red guilt. Scarlet red sinners have become
milk-white saints when washed in His blood. All our precious
mercies come swimming to us in Christ's precious blood. Christ
bled love at every vein. His drops of blood were drops
of love. Yes, the more bloody He was,
the more lovely. He was most lovely upon the cross,
because then He showed most love to us. Christ took upon Him our
shame, that we might be partakers of His glory. He died our death,
that we might live His life. He suffered our hell, that we
might enjoy His heaven. He endured the sorest pains,
that we might enjoy the sweetest pleasures. He went through the
furnace of wrath, to keep us out of the flames of hell. Oh,
how infinitely does He love us! Christ is our Jonah, who threw
himself into the sea of his father's wrath to save us from everlasting
perdition. Then they picked up Jonah and
threw him into the sea, and the sea stopped its raging. Jonah 1.15