What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus And what can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus Oh, precious is that flow That makes me white as snow No other fount I know Nothing but the blood of Jesus Oh, precious is that flow That makes me white as snow No other fount I know Nothing but the blood of Jesus And it reaches to the highest mountain And it flows to the lowest valley It is the blood that gives me strength From day to day It will never lose its power