Cast your burden on the ground
You heavy laden
Come lay them down
All who are weary, all who are lost
Come to the table
Come to the cross
Oh, the blood of Jesus
Precious blood of Jesus
Oh, the blood of Jesus
It washes, it washes my soul
There is a fountain filled with peace
Runs like a river, From heaven's veins
And this stream of mercy will never dry
It flows on forever from Jesus side
Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
It washes it washes my soul
Oh, the blood of Jesus
Precious blood of Jesus
Oh, the blood of Jesus
It washes it washes my soul
It washes it washes my soul
Cast your burden on the ground
You heavy laden
Come lay them down
All who are weary, all who are lost
Come to the table
Come to the cross
