Bless??d be the fountain of blood, To a world of sinners revealed; Bless??d be the dear Son of God; Only by His stripes we are healed. Tho??? 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. Refrain Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow. Thorny was the crown that He wore, And the cross His body o???ercame; 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. Refrain 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. Refrain