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

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

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood

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

Nothing can for sin atone
Not the good that I have done
But by Your grace, this war is won
Nothing but the blood

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood, yeah

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, yeah