Jars of Clay

What can wash away my sin?
What can make me whole again?
For my pardon this I see,
For my cleansing this I plea,
Chorus
Oh! Precious is the flow,
That makes me white as snow,
No other fount I know,
Nothing, Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
Verse 2
Nothing can for sin atone,
Naught of good that I have done,
This is all my hope and peace,
This is all my righteousness
Bridge
Now by this I overcome,
Now by this I reach my home,
and youre done