by John S. McDonald

Sweet perfume rising from the broken heart.

Fragrant aroma filling the throne room.


Tears flowing like a river as the Master embraces His lovely child.


Years of sin, shame and pain are washed away 

with one touch of that cleansing flow.


The assurance of His love brings a joy divine.


Then the Master turns, with tears in His eyes, and says,

"Go and sin no more."