What can wash away my sins? 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.
Nothing can for sin atone, Nothing but the blood of Jesus
Not 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
There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains, Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains
The dying thief rejoiced to see, That fountain in his day
And there may I though vile as he. Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away, Wash all my sins away
And there may I though vile as he, Wash all my sins away
Dear dying Lamb Thy precious blood, Shall never lose its pow'r
Till all the ransomed Church of God, Be saved to sin no more
Be saved to sin no more, Be saved to sin no more
Till all the ransomed Church of God, Be saved to sin no more
E'er since by faith I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die
And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die
Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die
When this poor lisping stamm'ring tongue, Lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler sweeter song, I'll sing Thy pow'r to save
I'll sing Thy pow'r to save, I'll sing Thy pow'r to save
Then in a nobler sweeter song, I'll sing Thy pow'r to save
Rachel & Paisley Akers
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Ashley Mathieson
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Tyler Wills
My hope is built on nothing less, Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When darkness veils His lovely face, I rest on His unchanging grace
In ev'ry high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil
His oath His covenant His blood, Support me in the whelming flood
When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay
When He shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne