Just
as I am, without one plea
But
that Thy blood was shed for me,
And
that Thou bidd'st me 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, tho' tossed about
With
many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings
and fears with-in, with-out,
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
Hath
broken ev'ry barrier down.
Now
to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb
of God, I come! I come!
WORDS:
Charlotte Elliott, 1834
MUSIC:
William B. Bradbury, 1849
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