The Precious Blood of Jesus

1 I weep no more with sadness,
My tears are wiped away;
My grief is turned to gladness,
My night to endless day.

Chorus:
Oh, the precious blood of Jesus,
That washed my sins away,
Oh, the precious blood of Jesus,
That turned my night to day.

2 My life is full of pleasure,
And bliss without alloy,
Since Jesus is my treasure,
My chief, my only joy. [Chorus]

3 So on I go rejoicing,
No foe or cross I fear;
My Savior's blood I'm trusting,
He is my refuge dear. [Chorus]

Source: Songs of Free Grace #8