Behold, I am vile. Job chapter 40 verse 4. One cheering word, poor lost sinner, for thee. You think you must not come to God because you are vile? Now there is not a saint living on earth, but has been made to feel that he is vile. If Job and Isaiah and Paul were all obliged to say, I am vile, O poor sinner, wilt thou be ashamed to join in the same confession?

If divine grace does not eradicate all sin from the believer, how dost thou hope to do it thyself? And if God loves his people while they are yet vile, dost thou think thy vileness will prevent his loving thee? Believe on Jesus, thou outcast of the world's society. Jesus calls thee, and such as thou art. Not the righteous, not the righteous, sinners Jesus came to call.

Even now say, thou hast died for sinners. I am a sinner, Lord Jesus. Sprinkle thy blood on me. If thou would confess thy sin, thou shalt find pardon. if now with all thy heart thou wilt say i am vile wash me thou shalt be washed now if the holy spirit shall enable thee from thy heart to cry just as i am without one plea but that thy blood was shed for me and that thou bidst me come to thee oh lamb of god I come

thou shalt rise from reading this morning's portion with all thy sins pardoned and though thou didst wake this morning with every sin that man hath ever committed on thy head thou shalt rest tonight accepted in the beloved though once degraded with the rags of sin thou shalt be adorned with a robe of righteousness and appear white as the angels are for now market now is the accepted time if thou believest on him who justified the ungodly thou art saved

Oh, may the Holy Spirit give thee saving faith in him who receives the vilest.