The Gentle Rain

Let My Word cascade down over you as a gentle rain.

Let My Word wash away all the grime,

the sins of yesterday,

the sins you need to offload.

Forgiveness is yours.

There is no guilty stain too dark that cannot be washed away.

Shout the victory.

Shout it out.

It is a cleansing agent.

My children shouted, and the walls of Jericho came down flat.

They had sidewalks to walk on toward their victory.

I plane the paths for My beloved.

I give healing, and forgiveness; I make all things new.

I give fresh garments. I will cloth you in a robe of My righteousness.

So come as you are.

Receive what you need.

My blood has already purchased it.

Come. Stand cleansed and whole before your Redeemer.