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."