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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.

Charlotte Elliott 1789–1871

Just As I Am

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!

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!

Just as I am, though toss’d about,

With many a conflict, many a doubt,

Fightings and fears within, without,

O Lamb of God, 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!

Just as I am, thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;

Because thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, 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!

Just as I am, of that free love,

The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove,

Here for a season, then above,

O Lamb of God, I come!