Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid'st me to come to Thee,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!
Just as I am and waiting not,
To rid my soul of one dark blot;
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!
Just as I am though tossed about,
With many a conflict, many a doubt;
Fightings within and fears without,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!
Just as I am poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind;
Yes all I need in Thee I find,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!
Just as I am Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!
Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine yea, Thine alone
O Lambd of God I come! I come!
~Charlotte Elliott 1835
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