Today I have again been appreciating the theology of songs. In particular, Just as I am. Written by Charlotte Elliot who was born in 1789; lived 79 years (1871) and I am confident when she breathed her last here went straight to JESUS.
The song consists of 6 stanzas. (source)
1. 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. 2. 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. 3. 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, I come. 4. 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, I come. 5. 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. 6. Just as I am, thy love unknown hath broken every barrier down; now, to be thine, yea thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Verses One. Just as I am. No excuses for Charlotte. No waiting to clean up her act – just as I am, warts and all – come to JESUS. No works of my own will save me – just the Blood of JESUS. That’ll preach! That’ll set a soul free!
Verse Two. Today. Right now. Not waiting for a more convenient time. (see Acts 24:25) Today the soul can be rid, how did she write it – one dark blot.
What do you think she meant – one dark blot?
And doesn’t she go on to write: to thee whose blood can cleanse each spot?
Is there a one dark blot that generates many spots; many spots that must be cleansed to free a soul?
Would you humor me by mulling this over for a day or so and meet me back here tomorrow? 🙂
In the meantime allow the HOLY SPIRIT to give these lyrics fresh anointing.
Day 237 of 2014, a day to give Thanks.
Kathie Whitestone Thompson
Follower of Christ. Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother. Some call me a teacher. Some say I'm a prayer warrior. A few accredit me with some writing skills. Me? I say I'm a work in slow progress, looking for perfection in eternity and until then having all the holy fun I know how.