Blood of the Lamb

Verse 1

I am sinful, Lord, to Thee, In my anguish I would flee; To the fountain let me go, Make me whiter than the snow.

Verse 2

Blind and lost I call for aid, Let Thy hand on me be laid; Only Thou canst, Lord, I know, Make me whiter than the snow.

Verse 3

Cleanse me in Thy precious blood, Love's pure crimson streaming flood; Robes of brightness, Lord, bestow, Make me whiter than the snow.