Just. As. I. Am.

We sang this song in church yesterday, and every time we do, I'm struck with emotion.  It's one of those songs that just really gets into my soul.  All the songs we sing in our church are meaningful and important, but there are some that for whatever reason just really "click."


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.  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.

I come broken to be mended;
I come wounded to be healed.
I come desperate to be rescued;
I come empty to be filled.
I come guilty to be pardoned
by the blood of Christ the Lamb.
And I'm welcomed, with open arms, 
praise God, just as I am.

Just as I am, I would be lost,
but mercy and grace my freedom bought.
And now to glory in Your cross,
O Lamb of God, I come.  I come.

I come broken to be mended;
I come wounded to be healed.
I come desperate to be rescued;
I come empty to be filled.
I come guilty to be pardoned
by the blood of Christ the Lamb.
And I'm welcomed, with open arms,
praise God, just as I am.


I come to God with nothing positive to offer.  "Just as I am" is broken and wounded and empty and guilty and desperate.  I am need of mending, healing, rescuing, pardoned.  I need to be filled by the Holy Spirit in order to be worth anything.  I am nothing worthy.  I have no redeeming qualities of my own; in fact, my qualities all reflect my need for deep, extensive repair.  That is what I am.  And when I come to Him with all of these immense needs, God not only has His arms open wide, but He welcomes me into Him.  Just as I am.