What can wash away my sin? Nothing But the blood of Jesus; What can make Me whole again? Nothing but the Blood of Jesus. Oh, precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. For my cleansing this I see, Nothing But the blood of Jesus; For my pardon This my plea, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Nothing can for sin atone, Nothing But the blood of Jesus; Naught of Good that I have done, Nothing but The blood of Jesus. This is all my hope and peace, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; This Is all my righteousness, Nothing but The blood of Jesus. Now by this I'll overcome, Nothing But the blood of Jesus; Now by this I'll Reach my home, Nothing but the Blood of Jesus. Glory! glory! thus I sing, Nothing but The blood of Jesus; All my praise for This I bring, Nothing but the blood of Jesus.