Andrew Peterson

Just As I Am

Andrew Peterson


What's that on the ground? 
It's what's left of my heart 
Somebody named Jesus 
Took up the pieces 
And planted the shards 

And they're coming up green 
They're coming in bloom 
I can hardly believe 
This is all coming true 

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 
Its 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 says that) 
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 

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 

Just as I am and just as I was 
Just as I will be He loves me, He does 
The same as the day that He shed His own blood 
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does 
Just as I am and just as I was 
Just as I will be He loves me, He does 
The same as 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 loves me, He does 
He loves me, He does