Verse 1
BlesCsed Be the fountain of blood,
To a worGld of sinnCers reveGaled;
BlesCsed be the dear Son of God;
Only bFy His striGpes we are heaCled
ThoFugh I've wandered far from His foCld,
BrinFging to my heDart pain and wGoe,
WaCsh me in the blood of the Lamb,
And FI shall be whiGter than snCow
Chorus
WhiCter than snGow!
WhiGter than snCow!
WaCsh me in the blood of the LaFmb,
And CI shall be whiGter than snCow
ThoCrny was the crown that He wore,
And the croGss His boCdy o’erGcame;
GrieCvous were the sorrows He bore,
But He suffFered thGus not in vaCin
MaFy I to that Fountain be lCed,
MaFde to cleanse my siDns here belGow;
WaCsh me in the blood that He shed,
And FI shall be whiGter than snCow
Chorus
WhiCter than snGow!
WhiGter than snCow!
WaCsh me in the blood of the LaFmb,
And CI shall be whiGter than snCow
Chorus
FatCher, I have wandered form Thee,
Often hGas my heaCrt gone astGray;
CriCmson do my sins seem to me
Water canFnot waGsh them awCay
JesFus, to that Fountain of ThiCne,
LeanFing on Thy proDmmise, I gGo;
CleCanse me by Thy washing divine,
And FI shall be whiGter than snCow