Writtn By Eliza H.
Jesus my lord to thee I cry:
Unless Thou help me I must die;
Oh bring Thy free salvation nigh,
And take me as I am
And take me as I am:
And take me as I am:
My only plea, Christ died for me,
Oh take me as I am.
Helpless I am and full of guilt:
But yet for me Thy blood was spilt,
And Thou canst make me what thou wilt,
And take me as I am.
No preparation can I make:
My best resolves I only break;
Yet save me for Thine own name’s sake,
And take me as I am.
Behold me, Saviour, at Thy feet:
Deal with me as thou seest meet;
Thy work begin, Thy work complete,
And take me as I am.