Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Just as I am

What's that on the ground?
It's what's left of my heart;
Somebody named Jesus broke it to pieces
And planted the shards;
And they're coming up green,
And they're coming in bloom
I can hardly believe this is all coming true.

(chorus)
Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does
He showed me the day that
He shed His own blood
He loves me, oh He loves me, He does

All of my life I've held on to this fear
These thistles and vines ensnare and entwine
What flowers appeared
It's the fear that I'll fall one too many times
It's the fear that His love is no better than mine
(but He tells me that)

(chorus)
Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does
He showed me the day that
He shed His own blood
He loves me, oh He loves me, He does
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does

Well it's time now to harvest what little that grew
This man they call Jesus, who planted the seeds
Has come for the fruit
And the best that I've got isn't nearly enough
He's glad for the crop, but it's me that He loves

(chorus)
Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does

Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does

He showed me the day that
He shed His own blood
He loves me, oh He loves me, He does
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does

He loves me, He does...
                             -Just as I am, Andrew Peterson  (emphasis mine)

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