1 ‘Tis a story oft repeated, but it never can grow old,
The story of the blood that makes us clean;
‘Tis the sweetest story ears have heard of lips have ever told,
The blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin.
Refrain:
Able to save to the uttermost,
He offers us cleansing, and oh, it is free!
Wondrous salvation! it saves even me!
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.
2 How it rings thro’ earth and heaven, sung by ransomed choirs above,
Who by its power o’ercame and were made clean;
How ‘tis echoed by the pure of earth, sav’d by redeeming love;
The blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin. [Refrain]
3 As I listen to the message, how it thrills me with delight;
The fountain now is open, enter in;
Whosoever will may venture in and wash his garments white;
The blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin. [Refrain]
4 Then why should I tarry longer? Jesus’ call I will obey;
I come, I wash, the promised rest I win,
I will trust his power to keep me clean each moment, ev’ry day;
The blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin. [Refrain]
Source: Melodious Sonnets #79