Just as I Am Without One Plea
Words: Charlotte Elliott
Music: WOODWORTH, William Batchelder Bradbury, 1849
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 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 Lamb of God, I come, I come.