What can wash away my sin
What can make me whole again
For my pardon this I see
For my cleansing this I plea.

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
And no other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Nothing can for sin atone
Not of good that I have done
This is all my hope and peace
This is all my righteousness

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
And no other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus