Must I in sinful bondage be, Deprived of peace and liberty, When in the promise I can see The blood of Jesus cleanseth?
Refrain: The blood, the blood, The precious blood of Jesus; The blood will work a perfect cure, Will cleanse the heart and keep it pure; The blood, the blood, The precious blood of Jesus.
Must I be doubting, full of fear, And gloom obscure my pathway here, Be up and down in life’s career? The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
Must I be under guilt and sin, And have its blighting force within, Beset by wrong, no vict’ry win? The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
Must I suppose I’m right today, Tomorrow think I’ve gone astray, Let demons hold me in dismay? The blood of Jesus cleanseth.
Must I by Satan be accused, And with his galling yoke abused, Until at length from heav’n refused? The blood of Jesus cleanseth.