Tommee Profitt & Jeremy Rosado - Nothing But The Blood Lyrics


What can wash away my sin?
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the precious blood of Jesus

For my pardon this I see
For my cleansing this my plea
Nothing but the precious blood of Jesus

O precious is the flow
That washes white as snow
No other fount I know
Only the blood of Jesus

And, O through Him I’ll overcome
By this I’ll reach my home
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Nothing can for sin atone
Nothing good that I have done
Nothing but the precious blood of Jesus

This is all my hope and peace
This is all my righteousness
Nothing but the precious blood of Jesus , Jesus!

O precious is the flow
That washes white as snow
No other fount I know
Only the blood of Jesus

And, O through Him I’ll overcome
By this I’ll reach my home
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Lamb of god
Who hung upon the tree
His blood has set us free

Righteous one
The shelter for the poor
Heaven’s open door

We sing
Glory glory
Hallelujah

This blood
It will never lose it’s pow’r
No, it will never lose it’s pow’r

O precious is the flow
That washes white as snow
No other fount I know
Only the blood of Jesus

O through Him I’ll overcome
By this I’ll reach my home
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

No other fount I know

What can wash away my sin
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Tommee Profitt & Jeremy Rosado - Nothing But The Blood Lyrics

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