Verse 1
Blessed be the Fountain of blood,
To a world of sinners revealed;
Blessed be the dear Son of God;
Only by His stripes we are healed.

Though I've wandered far from His fold,
Bringing to my heart pain and woe,
Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,
And I shall be whiter than snow!

Chorus
Whiter than the snow!
Whiter than the snow!
Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,
And I shall be whiter than snow.

verse 2
Thorny was the crown that He wore,
And the cross His body o'er came;
Grievous were the sorrows He bore,
But He suffered Thus not in vain.

May I to that Fountain be led,
Made to cleanse my sins here below!
Wash me in the Blood that He shed,
And I shall be whiter than snow!

Chorus
Whiter than the snow!
Whiter than the snow!
Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,
And I shall be whiter than snow.

verse 3
Father, I have wandered from Thee,
Often has my heart gone astray;
Crimson do my sins seem to me -
Water cannot wash them away.

Jesus, to the fountain of Thine,
Leaning on Thy promise, I go;
Cleanse me by Thy washing divine,
And I shall be whiter than snow!

Chorus
Whiter than the snow!
Whiter than the snow!
Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,
And I shall be whiter than snow.