Nothing but the Blood

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 par­don

this I see

Nothing but the blood of Je­sus;

For my cleans­ing 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! This I sing—

Nothing but the blood of Je­sus

All my praise for this I bring—

Nothing but the blood of Je­sus.