“Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean.”

Leviticus 14:1-7

Leviticus 14:3

perhaps the priest was otherwise occupied, and then the leper must wait until he could leave the camp and come to him, but Jesus is always ready to hear the sinner’s cry. Moreover all that the priest could do was to pronounce a man ceremonially clean who was already healed, but Jesus actually heals the sin-sick soul

Leviticus 14:7

See how the two streams of blood and water meet in the type as they do yet more fully in Jesus. He, as slain for us, purges away our guilt; and, as living for us, he is our righteousness. “He was delivered for our offences, and was raised again for our justification.” He came not by water only, but by water and blood, and we also are now born of water and of the Spirit. Now also we fly in the open field, and a new song is in our mouth, even praise unto our God.

Mark 1:40-45

In the Evangelists we meet with the cure of a leper by our Lord, in which the Jewish rites and ceremonies are alluded to.

Mark 1:40

Here was faith enough to believe that Jesus could remove an incurable disease, but there lingered a sad “if” in his faith, like a dead fly in the pot of ointment. Nevertheless, the Lord Jesus accepted the imperfect faith, and gave in return a perfect cure.

Mark 1:41

What a blessed “I will.” Christ’s will is omnipotent. He can save us even with his wish. He can save us at this present moment.

Mark 1:42

Salvation is instantaneous. The moment we believe in Jesus we have eternal life.

Mark 1:44

While the law stood our Lord observed it; how much more should we obey the gospel in every point of precept and ordinance.

Mark 1:45

Jesus was modest and retiring, and sought not honour of men. But the man’s gratitude would not let him be silent. He told his story, and the news ran along like fire over a prairie—it blazed abroad, to the praise of the Good Physician.


Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin,

And born unholy and unclean;

Sprung from the man whose guilty fall

Corrupts the race, and taints us all.


Behold I fall before Thy face,

My only refuge is Thy grace;

No outward forms can make me clean;

The leprosy lies deep within.


No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,

Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,

Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,

Can wash the dismal stain away.


Jesus, my God! Thy blood alone

Hath power sufficient to atone;

Thy blood can make me white as snow;

No Jewish types could cleanse me so.



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