Quotes About Atonement

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. Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know, Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Even our tears of repentance need to be washed in the blood of the Lamb.

We have no right to come before God at all, apart from the finished work of Christ.

an unknown sin needs all the more expiation.

Repentance pays for sin, not because of its innate qualities, but because it unites us to Christ and to the efficacy of his death and resurrection.

Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here? I want to be. I can. I believe it.

You [Jews] did slay Christ, you did lift violent hands against the Master, you did spill his precious blood. This is why you have no chance for atonement, excuse, or defense.

The purpose of Purgatory is to completely internalize, in your own individual soul, what Christ has completely accomplished in objective reality in His Passion. Nothing

What a job to have to do , Rick thought. I'm a scourge, like famine or plague. Where I go the ancient curse follows. As Mercer said, I am required to do wrong. Everything I've done has been wrong from the start. Anyhow, now it's time to go home. Maybe after I've been there awhile with Iran, I'll forget.

You're going to read me my sins, Charles Freck said. The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll. Freck said, lying helpless on his bed, And it's going to take a hundred thousand hours.

We can walk out of our own prisons of pain and suffering.  Indeed the walls and chains of our captivity have been removed.  The warmth of the sun of healing can be felt, the flowers of spiritual renewal can be smelled, and the fresh air of liberation can be breathed if we will become convinced that Jesus has accomplished the healing part of the atonement.  But we must leave the prisons of our own disbelief.  We must recognize that the chains of victimhood have been broken.

Jesus perfect empathy was ensured when, along with His atonement for our sins, He took upon Himself our sicknesses, sorrows, griefs, and infirmities and came to know these according to the flesh.  He did this in order that He might be filled with perfect mercy and empathy and thereby know how to succor us in our infirmities.  He thus fully comprehends human suffering.(Ensign April 1997, 22)

The point is that everything great and small happens by Divine Providence, and that even these small afflictions are sent from God as punishment, to get our attention, and that they too can make atonement for us.

This also is for good. Everything that the Merciful One does, He does for good. If this is good in His eyes, how much more so in mine. Blessed is God (Baruch HaShem). Praise God. God-willing. Such was God's will. With God's help. May this [affliction] be an atonement for me.

dare we live for one another? Dare we be happy? Child, it's our only hope. Let us make our love atone for the hate of our fathers. We have been doomed by their sins. Not that...nor anythin' can keep us apart. I am a slayer of men, but I think God spoke to me today.

Undeservedly you will atone for the sins of your fathers.

The darkest mistakes can be forgiven, but they can never be undone.

One important theme is the extent to which one can ever correct an error, especially outside any frame of religious forgiveness. All of us have done something we regret - how we manage to remove that from our conscience, or whether that's even possible, interested me.

How can a novelist achieve atonement when, with her absolute power of deciding outcomes, she is also God? There is no one, no entity or higher form that she can appeal to, or be reconciled with, or that can forgive her. There is nothing outside her. In her imagination she has set the limits and the terms. No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are atheists. It was always an impossible task, and that was precisely the point. The attempt was all.

If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.

A little guilt has made more than a few men live better than they would have done—trying to even the scales before they cross the river.

on forgiveness) Didn't he and I stand together before an all seeing God convicted of the same murder? For I had murdered him with my heart and my tongue.

When you cry out to God for forgiveness, he doesn't remember your sins. They are gone. Forgiven. Washed away. And forgotten. In the same way that the coal removed Isaiah's guilt and sin, the blood of Jesus takes away ours.

Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won't settle until things are set right and true.