Paroles de Nothing But The Blood

What can wash away my sin What can make me whole again For my pardon this I see For my cleansing this my plea Oh, precious is the flow That makes me white as snow No other fount I know Nothing, nothing, nothing but the blood of Jesus Nothing can for sin atone Not of good that I have done This is all my hope and peace This is all my righteousness Oh, precious is the flow That makes me white as snow And no other fount I know Nothing, nothing, nothing but the blood of Jesus Nothing, nothing, nothing but the blood of Jesus Now by this I'll overcome Now by this I'll reach my home Glory, glory, this I see All my praise for this I bring All my praise for this I bring All my praise for this I bring Oh, precious is the flow That makes me white as snow No other fount I know Nothing, nothing, nothing but the blood of Jesus Nothing, nothing, nothing but the blood of Jesus