What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the bloood of Jesus; What can make me whole again? Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know Nothing but the bloood of Jesus For my cleansing, this I see Nothing but the bloood of Jesus For my part in this, my please Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Nothing can thy sin erase This is all my hope and peace This is all my righteousness Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Nothing but the bloood of Jesus What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the bloood of Jesus; What can make me whole again? Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; Oh, no other fount I know Nothing but the bloood of Jesus Nothing but the bloood of Jesus