Your blood speaks a better word than all the empty claims I've ever heard upon this earth,
It's righteousness for me, it stands in my defence,
Jesus, it's your blood.

Your blood speaks a better word than all the empty claims I've ever heard upon this earth,
It's righteousness for me, it stands in my defence,
Jesus, it's your blood.

What can wash away our sins?
What can make us whole again?
Nothing but the blood,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
What can wash us pure as snow, welcomed as the friends of God?
Nothing but your blood,
Nothing but your blood, king Jesus.

And your cross, it testifies in grace,
It tell the Father's heart to make a way for us,
Now boldly we approach; not earthly confidence,
It's only by your blood, your blood.

What can wash away our sins?
What can make us whole again?
Nothing but the blood,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
What can wash us pure as snow, welcomed as the friends of God?
Nothing but your blood,
Nothing but your blood, king Jesus.