| What would I give to be pure in heart
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| To be pure in flesh and bone
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| What would I give to be pure in heart
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| I’d give everything that I own
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| I’d rid my whole house of its demons of lust
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| And open the windows of trust
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| And out of those windows all fear will have flown
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| I’d give everything that I own
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| What would I give for the words of God
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| To come tumbling from the throne
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| What would I give for the words of God
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| I’d give everything that I own
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| I’d open my head and they’d roll right in
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| When I opened my mouth they’d roll out again
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| And uproot the weeds of the deeds I have sown
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| I’d give everything that I own
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| Now what would I give for my children’s strength
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| On the day that they stand alone
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| I mean what would I give for their strength to stand firm
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| I’d give everything that I own
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| I’ve wasted my life in accomplishing things
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| Ignoring the giver of wings
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| So Lord teach them to fly to the foot of your throne
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| I’ll give everything that I own
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| All I’ve accomplished, the titles I hold
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| My passions, position, possessions and gold
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| To God they must look like a thimble of foam
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| And it’s everything that I own
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| Dirty rags are all that I own
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| So I stand before God with my stubble and hay
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| He just laughs, but says there’s still a way
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| Because «Father, Forgive"are the words Jesus moaned
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| When He gave everything that He owned
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| So what would I give to be pure in heart
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| For the known to be made unknown
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| What would I give to be born again? |