This was one of my favorite poems from my high school days. I always think about it whenever we have a rainstorm or shower, and we’ve have several of those lately! I love the imagery, both literal and figurative. I love the thought of being pure and clean from all of my sin! I look forward to the day I am in my glorified body, free forever from this rotten flesh. I’m so very grateful for my salvation! I’m so grateful for forgiveness when I fail him.
The Lord has been dealing with me lately regarding some sins of the heart – the ones people can’t see, but He sees perfectly. It has been a painful and humbling time for me, but the feeling of being right with God is worth the discomfort of His correction. It’s wonderful to feel clean and forgiven!
Psalm 51:7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
I Saw God Wash the WorldBy William Stidger
I saw God wash the world last night
With His sweet showers on high;
And then when morning came
I saw him hang it out to dry.
He washed each slender blade of grass
And every trembling tree;
He flung his showers against the hills
And swept the rolling sea.
The white rose is a deeper white;
The red, a richer red
Since God washed every fragrant face
And put them all to bed.
There’s not a bird, there’s not a bee
That wings along the way,
But is a cleaner bird and bee
Than it was yesterday.
I saw God wash the world last night;
Ah, would He had washed me
As clean of all my dust and dirt
As that old white birch tree!