What can wash away my sin

What can make me whole again

What can cleanse me from within

Nothing but the blood

 

For my pardon, this I see

For my cleansing, this my plea

Draw my wandering heart to Thee

Nothing but the blood

 

CHORUS:
Oh, precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow

No other fount I know

Nothing but the blood

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

 

This is all my hope and peace

This is all my righteousness

Lord, in You, I find my rest

Nothing but the blood

 

Nothing can for sin atone

Not the good that I have done

But by Your grace, this war is won

Nothing but the blood

 

CHORUS:
Oh, precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow

No other fount I know

Nothing but the blood

Nothing but the blood of Jesus