
Woe is me, for I am undone! (v.5)
Hopeless, doomed, ruined.
But God fixes that. He sends the seraphim to touch the prophet with a live coal from the altar.
“Behold, this has touched your lips; Your iniquity is taken away, and your sin purged.” (v.7)
He touches us with the fires of His holiness and we are forgiven, cleansed, and qualified to be in His presence.
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts (v.3)