Jonathan OToole (@projectsee)

1 Lord, we are vile, and full of sin, We're born unholy and unclean; Spring from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defiled in every part. 3 Behold, we fall before thy face; Our only refuge is thy grace: No outward forms can make us clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor earthly priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone, Hath power sufficient to atone; Thy blood can make us white as snow; No other tide can cleanse us so. https://youtube.com/shorts/gaN8LA9U8RY?is=7SXbfZKIH6_JWynr https://eugenicide.com/onlythyblood.mp4