By:
Charlotte Elliott, 1841
Narrator:
Luther Loucks et. al.
Just as I was—without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bad'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I was—poor, wretched, blind:
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I am—Thy love, I own,
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come!
Just as I am—of that free love,
The fullness and the depth to prove,
Here for a season, then above—
O Lamb of God, I come!