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. | 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, 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 — 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, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, 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. |
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. |
"O’er all those wide extended plains / Shines one eternal day;
"There God the Son forever reigns / And scatters night away."
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
"Here for a season, then above..."
Billy Graham died today (1918-2018). RIP.
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