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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! I come!
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come! 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, I come!
To rid my soul of one dark blot;
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
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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, I come!
With many a conflict, many a doubt;
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
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Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind;
Yes, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
Sight, riches, healing of the mind;
Yes, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, 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, I come!
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
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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!
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
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Hudson, OH, United States
For the hundreth time Lord, I come. Forgive me Father, wash me clean, I turn to you my Lord and Savior! Just as I am. Help me never to backslide or doubt you or allow other idols come before you or my family. I choose you Lord.
Orange, California, United States
This is such a beautiful song. I really appreciate this song, because it tells me no matter my situation or where I'm at I can come to the Lord just as I am. Amen
Napa, CA, United States
I am not worthy and never will be. But by his grace I am cleansed and welcomed into his eternal love. My eternal hope, just as I am.
MS, United States
I come to HIM in mercy and pray to be found worthy
Buea, SWR, Cameroon
We continue to stay surrendered to the Lord 🙏. Many reasons to leave His presence but, we can find none like him
Tucson, Arizona, United States
Inspirational
Onitsha, Anambra, Nigeria
My Lord I come to thee whose blood can cleanse every spot of sin in me. Have mercy on me and blot out my transgressions. Oh lamb of God I come, I come.
Kogi, Nigeria
Draw me near to yourself father!
Omg this is awesome👍
Storrs, Connecticut, United States
Charlotte Elliott was born at Clapham in 1789. From her earliest years, through weakness and ill-health she was precluded from sharing in the many activities of life; and yet, although free rarely from pain, she was ever bright and cheerful, for Charlotte Elliot had come to realize that the quiet of her sick-room was to be her own special sphere of labor. And from this obscure place, away from the glare of publicity, there went forth songful messages, which found a place in the hearts of multitudes all over the world. The best known of all the hymns of this gifted writer, is the hymn that has appealed to so many unto salvation:
Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee—
O Lamb of God, I come!
Written when Miss Elliot was 45 years old, this hymn has been translated into almost every European language, and is found in practically every collection of Christian hymns. So many wonderful stories have been woven around the birth of this hymn that is this refreshing to learn the true story of how “Just as I am” came into being. The story is told by the late Dr. Moule, Bishop of Durham whose wife was a close relative of Miss Elliot.
“Charlotte Elliott was living in Brighton with a married brother, a clergyman, the Reverend Henry Van Elliot. The whole family had gone off to a bazaar in which they were greatly interested; and the frail invalid had been left at home alone, lying on the sofa, with her heart a little sad being, as usual, shut out from all the good works. For her own comfort she began to ponder on the grand certainties of salvation—her Lord, his power and his promises. Then came a sudden feeling of peace and contentment, and taking her pen, she wrote the beautiful verses of ‘Just as I am. ’ Surely they were God-given—a precious and priceless gift indeed— from her Heavenly Father to His chastened and much loved child. As the day wore on, her sister-in-law, Mrs. H. V. Elliot, came in to see her and bring news of the bazaar. She read the hymn and asked for a copy. So the hymn first stole out from that quiet room into the world, where since that day it has been sowing and reaping till a multitude which only God can number have been blessed through its message. ”
It is said that after Miss Elliot’s death, a locked box, discovered from among her belongings, when opened, was found to contain over 1, 000 letters which Charlotte had received from grateful writers to whom her hymn,
“Just as I am, ” had been a blessing. Charlotte Elliot lived to the advanced age of 82, and died at Brighton on the evening of September 22, 1871.
Possibly the next best known hymn by Charlotte Elliot is, “ My God, my Father, while I stray, ” which had its origin following the death of her younger brother, with whom for a time, she made her home. They were very close to one another, and though his death cast a shadow over the closing years of her life, Miss Elliot writes with a true spirit of resignation in these lines:
My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, in life’s rough way,
Oh teach me from my heart to say,
“Thy will be done. ”
If dark my path and hard my lot,
May I be still and murmur not;
I breathe the prayer divinely taught,
“Thy will be done. ”