C. Elliott
JUST as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God I come!
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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!
3
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!
4
Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind,
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God I come!
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Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God I come!
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Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Hath broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea Thine alone,
O Lamb of God I come.
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Just as I am, of that free love
The breadth, length, depth, the height to prove,
Here for a season, then above,
O Lamb of God I come.