What can wash away my sin?
What can make me whole again?
Nothing...
nothing I can manufacture...
nothing I can purchase...
nothing I can borrow...
nothing I can steal...
nothing I can trade...
nothing I can conjure...
The only thing that can change my nothing into something, into everything, is Jesus' blood.
O precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
