What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
For my cleansing, this I see
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
For my part in this, my please
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Nothing can thy sin erase
This is all my hope and peace
This is all my righteousness
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
Oh, no other fount I know
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus
Nothing but the bloood of Jesus