The same day in January, 1999, the Lord taught me about the New Birth and going "beyond the cross", I had a dream. Over and over again during the night, the Lord was speaking the words, "Nothing but the Blood of Jesus". It was so strong and it was repeated over and over again. I awoke at 6:00am with those words rolling through my mind. So, I looked up some Scriptures. I found this,
"For flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven." - Mt. 16:17
And, now, this I say Brethren that flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of God neither doth corruption inherit incorruption. . ." - 1Cor. 15:50
"For this is my blood of the New Testament which is shed for many for the remission of sins. - Mt. 26:28
The blood of Jesus represents the Spirit. This is what is waiting beyond the cross; repentance. This is when Jesus comes in and life begins! This is what Jesus did for us. He died on the cross, ascended into heaven and offered himself to the Father as a living sacrifice, so he could send back his sweet holy Ghost to us! This is the shedding of his blood. There is nothing like having the blood of Jesus running through your veins and feeling the power of God!
Hearing those words through the night reminded me of an old wonderful hymn I loved to hear. Here are the words:
Nothing but the Blood of Jesus
Robert Lowry, 1876
What can wash away my sin? nothing but the blood of Jesus;
what can make me whole again? nothing but the blood of Jesus.
O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.
For my cleansing this I see—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
for my pardon this my plea—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Nothing can for sin atone—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
naught of good that I have done—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.
This is all my hope and peace—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
this is all my righteousness—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Now by this I’ll overcome—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
now by this I’ll reach my home—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.
