Christian hymn written by
Charlotte Elliott. I have fond memories of hearing this being played on the organ from when I was a child. It has a pleasant melody.
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, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
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, I come.
Just as I am thou wilt recieve,
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 doen.
Now to be Thine, yea, thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.