everything i own

what would i give to be pure in heart, to be pure in flesh and bone, what would i give to be pure in heart, i'd give everything that i own, i'd rid my whole house of its demons of lust, and open the windows of trust, and out of those windows all fear will have flown, i'd give everything that i own, what would i give for the words of god, to come tumbling from the throne, what would i give for the words of god, i'd give everything that i own, i'd open my head and they'd roll right in, when i opened my mouth they'd roll out again, and uproot the weeds of the deeds i have sown, i'd give everything that i own, now what would i give for my children's strength, on the day that they stand alone, i mean what would i give for their strength to stand firm, i'd give everything that i own, i've wasted my life in accomplishing things, ignoring the giver of wings, so lord teach them to fly to the foot of your throne, i'll give everything that i own, all i've accomplished, the titles i hold, my passions, position, possessions and gold, to god they must look like a thimble of foam, and it's everything that i own, dirty rags are all that i own, so i stand before god with my stubble and hay, he just laughs, but says there's still a way, because "father, forgive" are the words jesus moaned, when he gave everything that he owned, so what would i give to be pure in heart, for the known to be made unknown, what would i give to be born again?